Please, please tell me why you always hatin' Why you hatin'? Please tell me why you always hatin' All up in my face, you not from the clique Give me space, we might rob your shit Most hate it, baby they don't love the clique I thought they love you when

Hey hey hey The sun is shining on my face And everythin' will be okay It's a fact, yeah I made it back, and This time I'm here to stay Bad days behind me My baby beside me I feel my luck starting to change

I call it love They call it living in sin Just where we fit in Baby, can you tell me I say we're living on love They say we're living in sin Is it you and me or Just this world we live in I don't need no license

It takes two, baby It takes two (It takes two) They say it's a man's world Well that cannot be denied But what good's a man's world Without a woman by your side And so I will wait Until that moment you decide

I talk a lot of shit when I'm drinking, baby Don't mind all my friends, I know they're all crazy But they're the only friends that I have I know I don't know you But I'd like to skip the small talk and romance, girl That's all I have to say so, baby, can

Hey, look at lucky me Lady luck shows my love me Oh, when she blessed me with your loving charms I've found my place in the sun With heaven right here in your arms I feel so lucky, so lucky baby Oh, lucky to be loved by you And I wanna thank you, thank

I call it love Baby, I don't know what love is Maybe I'm a fool I just know what I'm feeling And it's all because of you Don't tell me I don't know I want the truth 'Cause they call it

And have you back by tonight Well hey baby I was hoping Maybe you'd feel like taking a drive 'Cause I can take you on a trip to Heaven There's a place that they call Heaven Just south of town way up on a hill They say you can see for miles When the sun

I believe, I say I believe right now Hey, hey, hey, baby You tryin' to make a fool of me, now I think I'm gonna have to use my rod I believe, I say I believe right now, yeah One of these days an' it won't be long, yeah You gonna look for me an' I'll be

I like the way you work it No diggity, I gotta bag it up Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo She's got class and style Shorty get down, good Lord Baby got 'em open all over town Strictly biz, don't play around Cover much ground, got game by the pound