Here comes the night Yeah, I know, I know, I know, I can be alright I know, I know, I know, I know you got to leave There's no light, no light in the sky And it gets so cold when she leaves my side Maybe she's the light, the light in my eyes 'Cause

Talk that talk to me, yeah What you saying now, give it to me baby One and two and a three and four Come on let me know if you want some more You know what I like, now get it right Boy talk that talk to me all night Yeah boy I like it yeah boy I like it

I'm bad for you love, but I'm your cigarette So baby come and get it right now, now, now I can take you higher, then low, low, low All up on my body, boy go down, down Come and get it right now Come and get it right now, now So go on and smoke that shit

Yo, wassup, this is Joyner, I'm unable to take your call right now Leave me a brief message and I'll get back to you, peace You know, you really piss me off sometimes I spent all night waiting for you to come home And I've woken up without you I don't

Won't do you no good It won't do you no good Can't fight the temptation When you get the vibration And I said kiss your baby goodbye Come on, love, it's alright! Heaven knows they wanna break you apart, yeah Kiss your baby goodbye

Put our heads together and think on it Maybe later on we can sleep on it But for right now Girl we just need to drink on it Hey girl, hey where ya goin' Come back and sit back down You look too good to be heading home so early now You say you gotta work

There's a window of opportunity, She knows what I'm thinking, Reads me like a book, But the key to get a second look, And a come here honey, Is treat her right in the daylight, And I might get lucky. When the kids are tucked in and a half a glass of

'cause we know just what we are Yeah we know just what we are Know just what we are Hey ! Stay young and invincible ! And come what may we're unstoppable And I think that it's not quite right One way out is all you're ever going to get From those who'll

Nigga, I'm a thug, fuck the cops and the judge If you're looking for me, nigga, come get me Pu$haz Ink the label, yeah, they're my niggas You know she keep her nails done, her weave spiffy Take it to the house and get jiggy I got the strap cocked, right

Hey baby, you ain't treating me right You go off everyday and don't come home til night That ain't the way to do it That ain't the way to get along Well i'm pickin' you up and takin' you to my house Now you're up and you're treating me like a mouse Well