Rock me real slowly Put a bib on me I'm just like a baby, drooling over you The things you do That's cuttin' all into my time with you Are we still good? Are we still good? These days, I'm letting God handle all things above me The things I can't change

All day I dream about sshh with you (you, ooh, ooh) They say that it's overrated, well they ain't doing it right I never had somebody who could do them things Make me say ooh ooh ooh So come on baby baby, come on pretty baby You're gonna get it tonight

You should be here, standing with your arm around me here Cutting up, cracking a cold beer Saying cheers, hey y'all it's sure been a good year It's one of those moments, that's got your name written all over it You should be here Aw you should be here

Dedicated to all of those with big ego's Never fakin, we get the dough and live legal Haters hate this, we sip the Mo' and yank the heezos 1 - Niggaz play this in they Rovers Jeeps and Regals 2 - Bitches play this in they Benzes Jeeps and Geos I got mo'

I send it back on you. I can't breathe when I am suffocating. Committed yesterday, now I am over my head. I can't breathe when it's complicated. It's falling down on me, This misery. With every breath, Every time I close my eyes, I can't escape these

I trust you Don't ask, just do Your pass, want to? You get that (love with your touch pass) Baby, we know what it is I've been waiting all alone I ain't tryna play no games We can talk over the phone

Why can't we be friends, when we are lovers? 'Cause it always ends with us hating each other Instead of calling me out you should be pulling me in I've just got one more thing to say And irony is okay, I suppose Culture is to blame You try and mask your

This one is called lovers choice Never know yuh woulda really feel so nice, love sponge I don't want to let you go With you I'm in no hurry (oh no) Lord you are lovable, kissable Desire the inevitable Without your sweet caress I'm so damn miserable Touch

Congratulations, celebration 'Cause my heart is the hardest to break Break up to make up Just to wake up with mascara all over my face And I'm no cry baby, but you make me cry lately I'm no cry baby, but you make me cry baby I'm no cry baby, but you make

With the same damn hunger To be touched, to be loved, to feel anything at all We're not lovers, we're just strangers (You lost it) When I wake up all alone And I'm thinking of your skin I remember, I remember what you told me Said that we're not lovers,