I can give you what you want I forgot some good old lovin' And I got some in store You got to come back for more 'Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle, now, gets around Pretty little thing, let me light your candle' I'm the man on the scene

Wherever I roam This piece of home I think of all That you stand for When I'm far away And I can't get through Keeps bringing me back to you Holding on to hope There's no need to fear

Give me somethin' to ride to And forget about life to The kind you wanna get high to Lay back in the night to Yeah used to be dance songs Slow jams and romance songs But now that she's gone and the radio's on Yeah I just want one that don't sing about

We got a one way ticket Raise your hands in the air tonight Goodbye yesterday Well if life don’t go your way Put a little love back in your life Get your feet up, just kick it Sunshine and bright and it’s meant for us Life is like a ride on a party bus

What's your position? Trying to come at me sideways But they ass backwards, jealousy, that's all that is I see that shit a mile away, but its all gravy One little glitch and your plan getting hit baby I got enough for you butt niggas laying in the cut

Give me somethin' to ride to And forget about life to The kind you wanna get high to Lay back in the night to Yeah used to be dance songs Slow jams and romance songs But now that she's gone and the radio's on Yeah I just want one that don't sing about

All you want is what you can't get back Once you let it go, then you know what you have Don't hold a candle to what you had Sometimes what you think you'll find It ain't quite what real life has in store So be careful what you wish for Don't know what

Turn my head it's back to bed with no delay Why get up in the morning doesn't even start till two Forget reality, waking up is hard to do Remember when there was nothing else to do But to lie in bed and wonder how it was always up to you and no one else

Oh, frisky, yeah, yeah Put a little tickle on the Jones' head Turn off the lights and go to bed I'll be down when you're gone Call me back on the telephone Lil ole, lil' ole, lil' ole name and a title I gets all the way down If I don't keep smilin'

Smack that, all on the floor Smack that, give me some more Smack that, 'till you get sore Smack that, oh-oooh Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo Maybe go to my place and just kick it like Tae Bo And possibly bend you over Look back and watch me