You were lucky to be With somebody like me Baby I'm a queen, yeah yeah Oh, oh hell no You just set the tone You must have not known That I'm not no One night only, well No I'm not, no I'm not no

Oh, turn the lights turn the lights down low Yeah, now I'm feeling you breathing slow 'Cause, baby, we're just reckless kids Trying to find an island in the flood Can I stop the flow of time? Can I swim in your divine? 'Cause I don't think I'd ever leave

I told her how to get money (money) That's my hoe, shawty go bend it over That's my hoe, baby go bend it over We made a mill off a trap phone And we got the key to the streets (key) We got your hoe on a leash (your hoe) And I told her how to get money

Yeah, baby, I'm a wild one. I'd like to ask you from the start If you could pull me out of the dark. Or if our love could fall apart like cookies crumble. See, I'm a demon on the loose. I'm like an engine with no caboose. And I need somebody who can

Run away fast as you can Runaway from me baby You been puttin' up wit' my shit just way too long I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most So I think it's time for us to have a toast Let's have a toast for the douche bags Let's have a toast for

Hope they wasn't lyin' when they said it all comes back around, baby But if it's still a Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall, well I'm still breathin' If there's something I can say before you finish leavin' And if everything still happens for a reason Maybe

They say that you play too loud Well baby that's tough They say that you got too much Can't get enough They tell you that you look a fool And baby I'm a fool for you They say that your mind's diseased Shake your stuff

Love, love, love, love, wild love Love, love, love, love baby Oh, l-l-love My love, my love Why love, why love Try love, my love I don't know, if it's good for you

Wild is the wind Wild, wild is the wind That takes me away from you Cold is the night without your love You got to understand, baby Wild is the wind, To see me through, baby That blows through my heart tonight That tears us apart

Harlem has those southern skies, They're in my baby's smile, I idolize my baby's eyes and Classy up-town style. If Harlem moved to China, I know of nothing finer, Than to stow away on a plane, some day and have them Drop me off in Harlem. Drop me off in