Baby, baby, baby, light my way Baby, baby, baby Ultraviolet Oh, come on Ultraviolet (oh) Sometimes I feel like I don't know Sometimes I feel like checkin' out I want to get it wrong

It's a mystery to me The game commences For the usual fee Plus expenses Confidential information It's in a diary This is my investigation It's not a public inquiry I go checking out the report

Oh hey da da di da, di da da Well, I had the carburetor, baby, cleaned and checked With her line blown out she's hummin' like a turbojet Propped her up in the backyard on concrete blocks For a new clutch plate and a new set of shocks Took her down to the

You keep on asking me questions about who I'm texting and about who I'm sexing I can't take it no no You keep interrupting my flexin' Who you think you checking? Girl you could go get the steppin' 'Cause I can't take it no no Thinking about what I'm

Find out what she's puttin' down I won't even call I won't even write I'm checking on my baby So many nights and days Well, I've been out of town Well, I caught me a plane Flew back that same night Checking on my baby

Can we get together? There's too much confusion I really, I really wanna be with you I hope you, I hope you feel the same way too It's an illusion Come on, check it out with me Baby we can do it We can do it alright Do you believe in love at first sight?

I know perfect timing feels like I'm too late Check me out And I know I'm still great in spite of my mistakes You know it's authentic, every rhyme I say My only regret is I made niggas wait See, ain't too many like us, we like vintage Bape And I don't

It's all right here I tell you man, It's all here for you Why would you rather be, Anywhere else with me? Wherever we are, wherever we are Check out the scenery We won the lottery

It's a mystery to me The game commences For the usual fee Plus expenses Confidential information It's in a diary This is my investigation It's not a public inquiry I go checking out the report

Woah, oh-oh-oh In your snapback Those stars need to be wished on Your skin needs to be kissed on My eyes, baby, they're fixed on you in your snapback T-shirt of your favorite rock band Checkin' your make-up in my Ray Bans Strictly outta curiosity What