A whole lot more waiting up ahead than what she left behind Life's too short to be hanging around She's getting out while the getting's good Driving on that two lane road hoping she might find She's eighteen and it's time she got out of the wood Living

But you'll think of me Take your memories I don't need 'em And take your cap and leave my sweater In fact I'll feel a whole lot better 'Cause we have nothing left to weather Take your records, take your freedom Take your space and take your reasons So

Sometimes good intentions It’s all talk, talk, talk Talkin' in the wind It only slows you down If you start listenin' And it’s a whole lot harder to shine Don’t come across so well

I just want a little bit of everything na na na na, Na na na na I just wanna sing a little chill song Pour something strong down in my drink Oh, I know that I don’t need a whole lot of anything I don’t need too much of nothing Get my groove on I wish I

Yes I understand I done came a long way From huggin them corners to appearin on TV From choppin up nicks, like this here feeds me To makin 'em hits, like this shit's easy But it's not, it's a whole lot of bullshit involved And truthfully, I'd rather be

I just need somebody to love. I need somebody, I-I need somebody, I don't need a whole lot but coming from you I admit I I don't need nothing else, I promise girl I swear. Oh oh for you I'd write a symphony! I'd tell the violins It's time to sink or swim

His parents hustled So he was left alone by himself a lot So shit, he did whatever the fuck he wanted to do When boys in the hood came out, This little nigga rolled himself a joint And watched the whole motherfucker by itself His pops didn't give a fuck,

Outstanding I done took a whole lotta chances I fuck her, I ain't tryna be romantic I just left the jeweler diamonds dancing Try to take it my chopper do damage

Simply beautiful Simply beautiful simply beautiful simply Simply Beautiful If I gave you my love, I tell you what I'd do I'd expect a whole lotta love outta you You gotta be good to me I'm gonna be good to you There's a whole lotta things you and I

(Yeah, yeah, yeah do the harlem shuffle) You move it to the left Yeah, and you go for yourself You move it to the right Yeah, if it takes all night Now take it kinda slow With a whole lot of soul Don't move it too fast You make it last