She's got whatever it is It blows me away She's everything I wanted to say to a woman But couldn't find the words to say I don't know what to do Because every time I try and tell her how I feel You got whatever it is It comes out "I love you" She's got

A beautiful believer She don't know how much I need her She gives me strength When mine's all gone She always keeps me hanging on When I feel I've lost my way She leads me home Rode into town at only eighteen My girl beside me and a baby in a car seat

Tell me how to feel about you now Oh, let me know Do I suffocate or let go? I can't call you a stranger But I can't call you I know you think that I erased you You may hate me but I can't hate you And I won't replace you Think I'm tired of getting over it

Do you like how it feels to be bit In the neck by a snake that kills Do you know how it feels to be stabbed in the back Then watch the blood spill Do you like how it feels? One for the money, two for your girl Three for your life now I fucked up your

Tell her about it You got to tell her about it Tell her everything you feel Tell her all your crazy dreams Let her know you need her Let her know how much she means I don't want to see you let a good thing

New York City, please go easy on me tonight New York City, please go easy on this heart of mine 'Cause I'm losing my lover to the arms of another To know what it's like to love somebody the way I love you To know how it feels to kill yourself with bad

How long has this been goin' on? You been actin' so shady (shady) Ooo-oh (yeah) Oooh-ooh-oh She said, "Boy, tell me honestly Was it real or just for show?", yeah She said, "Save your apologies Baby, I just gotta know" I've been feelin' it lately, baby

And when the owls cry in the night If the river runs dry, baby, how do you feel? Oh baby it's cryin' time Oh baby I got to fly Got to try to find a way Got to try to get away 'Cause you know I gotta get away from you babe

Words cut like blades to the skin We are who we are From beginning to end How must you feel up there So exalted, it's like a hardy attitude Know ones inferior To your ones words within the script After it's so you have a footing To thoughts you do not

We livin' that high life I think Sam takin' grams out the bag Uncle Sam takin' grams out the bag He say, "One more chance," he said, "One more chance" Kinda hard for a nigga tryna stack By now you should know how a sip feels