You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas, you pimps (Aha) (You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas you pimps) Gangster, gangster, gangster Don't make me Bring out the other side in me So I hear you think you gangster I heard you wanna be You gangstas, you

What you doin'? Hold on let me turn down the music I can't hear you. Come on man, who's this? What you got on? Ha-ha, come on stop playin'. I ain't got on shit.

While you walk away with the frosting of my heart The slice of heaven that I gave to you last night I’m not a piece of cake for you to just discard If I am just a piece of cake I am just a piece of cake (cake) Then, you're just a piece of meat You're

Sing a song about the Heartland When you hear twin fiddles and a steel guitar You're listenin' to the sound of the American heart And opry music on a Saturday night Brings a smile to your face and a tear to your eye The only place I feel at home Sing

What will we do, Gwyn? Everything's a mess, 'Cause when I touch your arm I can tell. Stocks are in the dow, Anything we should know about your change? What will we do, Gwyn? Economy is down, I think its your heart, cause you don't want me around. But you

'Cause I want it now I want it now Give me your heart and your soul And I'm breaking out I'm breaking out It's bugging me And twisting me around

They say into your early life romance came And in this heart of yours burned a flame A flame that flickered one day and died away Then, with disillusion deep in your eyes You learned that fools in love soon grow wise The years have changed you, somehow I

(Have some mercy on me) Hey alligator, have some mercy on me And you should know by now my heart is in your teeth Cold blooded, hot headed, I love it, I can't escape you Why do I come back for more? It's human nature Have some mercy on me Hold me tight

As I walked down by the riverside One evening in the spring Heard a long gone song From days gone by Blown in on the great North wind Though there is no lonesome corncrake's cry Of sorrow and delight You can hear the cars And the shouts from bars

I found a new four letter word The sweetest sound that I ever heard Lust can kinda be nice But it ain't L-O-V-E New four letter word Ain't just your kiss, K-I-S-S, that I miss Ain't just the way that you squeeze me tight If there's a wish at the top of