They're all blues All shades, all hues, all blues The sea, the sky, the you and I The sea, the sky, for you and I I'll know we're all blues All Shades, all hues, all blues Some blues are sad But some are glad, Dark-sad or bright-gald

Thinkin' I'll never get over you And I, I get so scared They say love grows, but I've only seen it die I'm too young to feel like I'm runnin' out of time I get so scared I'll always be making a compromise No matter what I do, ooh And maybe (maybe) I'll

So happy together For all my life No matter how they toss the dice, it had to be The only one for me is you, and you for me I can't see me lovin' nobody but you When you're with me, baby the skies'll be blue Me and you, and you and me Ba-ba-ba-ba

Hey, why you wanna go and do that, love, huh? Hey, why you wanna go and do that, do that? Hey, why you wanna go and do that, that, that? T.I.P pimpin' Hey, shawty, why you wanna act like that? I'm sayin', I'm just tryin' a be nice to ya Go and tell a

Rise and shine all you gold-digging mothers Are you too good to tango with the poor poor boys Slow nights so long she's frenching out flavour She's seventeen but I done went and plum forgot it. No tears are gone they're pooling on the table No tears are

She wants a cowboy Riding with him in the wide open The Cheyenne wind, no fences can hold 'em Ropin' her dreams, Texas and smoke in his voice Fancy ties, pinstripe suits Gold cuff links, Italian shoes But she likes boots, she wants a cowboy New York

Fuckboy bow down Spin off in the coupe, typhoon (skrt skrt) I act an ass, baboon Wrappin' that dope, cocoon Young rich nigga in the room Finesse a nigga, no raccoon Spending M&M's in June Took a trip to Cancun They try to play us, they play themselves

Tired of the runnin' Runnin' from the law Said I'm tired of the runnin' Baby you gotta believe me Baby ya gotta believe me I'm sittin' on my porch watchin the law As they ride past in their patrol cars So tell me why I feel the enemy They're supposed to

Baby's into running around Hanging with the crowd Putting your business in the street talking out loud Saying you bought her this and that And how much you done spent I swear she must believe it's all heaven sent Hey Hey boy you better bring the chick around

You'll be my little friend I'm a slut like you I got a little piece of you-hoo And it's just like woo hoo You say you're looking for a fool I'm gonna let ya know the truth They're just our little friend You're now my little friend Yeah, yeah, yeah