I still go riding around town Got your rays on and my hats back and we're feeling cool as cash You go sliding through the static trying to find that song you love Smoke rolling up and you showing up like a dime piece in the dust Sunset, twilight, Friday

I need love and affection I don't wanna give you the wrong impression And I hope I'm not sounding too desperate Love, love, love, love and affection Love, love, L.O.V.E and affection It ain't nothin' wrong with it Oh baby, I'm not asking for the world,

La la la la la You make me wanna sing, another love song La la la la You make me wanna sing Loud enough for everybody to hear And it started from the day you appeared Oh, I'mma sing it again say Ain't got no game But, ain't got no shame babe

You never loved me like I loved you Hanging on the weekend You're gonna be okay if I start seeing somebody new You hope that I do It won't be long 'Til I forget to call every time that I'm drinking And you ain't the love song I can't keep from singing I

We've got a long long way to go Scared to live, scared to die We ain't perfect but we try Get along while we can Always give love the upper hand Paint a wall, learn to dance Call your mom, buy a boat Drink a beer, sing a song Make a friend, can't we all

Fuck what they heard, tell 'em, mind they business If you want it, baby, I'll go and get it Treat it like a pony, the way you ride that shit Know you love a nigga, you ain't gotta hide that shit Get in that pussy and I'm never leavin' with it You a real

And even though I ball, I would trade it all To keep you in my arms, baby 'Cause, girl, your love is priceless One thing I can't afford to lose Flying in all the jets I flew, yeah But none of it don't matter, baby, no If you ain't waiting there when I

Don't play with me Let a nigga know now if you gon' leave or stay 'Cause I got a lot of girls that would love to take your place Girl it's gettin' too late and I ain't with these games Why you wanna play with me? And girl don't play So girl don't play

Bottoms up, bottoms up (up) Aye, what's in ya cup Got a couple bottles but a couple ain't enough Throw ya hands up Tell security we 'bout to tear this club up Pocket full of green Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans Throw yo hands up

Sex ain't better than love I been outchea in these streets and I done learned Girl you've been my teacher and I've learned that Sex ain't, sex ain't, sex ain't better than love I done seen it all done done it all so much better when you fall Sex ain't