Kush ups, 'bout to roll a whole book up My weed man got the hook up Rolling up another pound every time you look up Big ass joints, them ones that leave you shook up Looking for me, I was at the crib doing kush ups Looking for me, I was at the crib doing

I don't need another lover I don't need to make amends But I'm done going undercover I just want to find a friend One day the world may end But there's still plenty to discover Till then I'll just pretend We're gonna live forever Ooh it's troubling

Put it down on me Shawty you a dime why you looking lonely I love the way you grind that booty on me We'll buy another round and it's all on me As long as I'm around put it down on me Just put it down on me Down down on me Don't throw it off the mound

I was watchin’ cartoons on a Saturday morning And I heard daddy start the truck I came runnin’ from the house and waved him down 'Cause he was makin’ a run to the dump We watched the Bears and licked ice cream cones Take a little walk around I’ll never

To another long work week gone I might stay for one more round But don't think for a second I'm out to drown your memory Or I might close this place down Baby you ain't worth the whiskey. I don't care that you done me wrong 'Cause I've already moved on I

She shot me right down She shot me right away What if I told you Don't leave me alone baby (She shot me right away) I want hold of shotguns and roses Shot me now I'm down oowee I'm alone and I need another round You're like the bullet to my holster

All you’ll ever be is a fading memory of a bully Make another joke while they hang another rope so lonely Push them to the dirt till the words don’t hurt can you hear me No one’s gonna cry on the very day you die you’re a bully We don’t have to take this

Paints a trace of sadness Sweet, sweet is the night When the day is done and there's nowhere to run And the people of the city have all lost and won In your city dress you stand and stare And you smoke another cigarette and comb your hair And the light

Give up resisting one by one We're gonna love one another 'til morning comes Where does it end It's too much for me to take When you pray with every breath You know that is free as the love you have Where does it end It's too much for me to take There's

Another bride, another June Another sunny honeymoon Another season, another reason For makin' whoopee A lot of shoes, a lot of rice The groom is nervous, he answers twice Its really killin' That he's so willin' to make whoopee Now picture a little love