I cannot love on no skeezer That is a dub, I don't need her I hit her once, then I leave her Blow up my phone for no reason I cheated on you with a dancer Okay, I surrender, my hands up At least I admit it, I man up I do not have all the answers And I

The only man she want yeah Popcaan a the only man she want Him tell her fi stop say him a go chop Say him a go shoot, say him a go shot Him tell her she cheap, say him a go cheat Say she a go weep say him a go beat But me a the only man she want, Her man

Sometimes you'll laugh Sometimes you'll cry You'll find your point when You will exhale (yeah, yeah, say) Everyone falls in love sometime Sometimes it's wrong, and sometimes it's right For every win, someone must fail But there comes a point when

Lean back and watch the sundown fade Do what I do and life's a little sideways I take a sip and say a prayer Wait for the shooting star and stare Off at the headlights on the highway That guy in the windshield looking back looks just like me But there's

He gets up real early on his mornin' drive Down to the office for his nine to five He drives a '94, two-tone, economy car He loves to tell the local bands down at the bar that he's the critic Yeah, I can hook you up, I know everybody, in the business He

You wanna be more than just friends I can't go through this again Stop trying get inside my head Don't wanna do more than hookup It's getting stupid 'cause I shoulda known but I forgot That you think we're something that we're not Something that we're not

In this club (Ey!) I wanna make love in this club (Ey!) Lookin' in your eyes While you on the other side And workin' it I do it for the ladies I gotta keep it hood

And we gon' rock this motherfucker (All night) Feel right in this motherfucker Feel good in this motherfucker My whole hood in this motherfucker Come on, come on Ladies and gentleman, give it up for Mystikal Calling all cars for the Prince of the South

Homeboy, you're gonna wish one day, That you were sittin' on a gate of a truck by the lake With your high school flame on one side, ice cold beer on the other Ain't no shame in a blue collar forty, Little house, little kid, little small town story Come

Hey Lordy mama Tell me what you gonna do now What you gonna do Tell me what you gonna do I heard you wasn't feeling' good They're spreadin' dirty rumors All around the neighborhood They say you're mean and evil