Word up (up up) everybody say Word up (up up) it's the code word No matter where you say it you know that you'll be heard When you hear the call you've got to get it on the way Come on baby tell me what's the word Yo pretty ladies around the world Got a

Gonna move up to the country Paint my mailbox blue Paint some trailin' vines and dew Well, come here, baby Sugar, let your papa take you by the hand Put some flowers on it, baby You know I'm leavin' LA, baby Don't you know this smog's got me down? I'm

Maybe you shouldn't come back Maybe you shouldn't come back to me Sorry I'm not sorry for the times Tired of being so sad, tired of getting so mad, baby Stop right now, you'll only let me down, oh oh I don't reply, you know the reason why See you calling

We're gonna be alright Baby you just gotta make up your mind Oh yeah, oh yeah Baby, don't you know All o'them tears gon' come and go That every little thing is gonna be alright We decide it Baby don't you know

You could come over I know you're shy You can be shy with me I just wanna teach you You know I need you And I'm not quite sober I know you're shy, baby You can be shy You can be shy, with me

If I knew one day you would come Now, baby, now, baby, now, baby All the things that I have done Oh, oh I, I was a city boy Riding to danger's where I'd always run above and is hurt I wouldn't have done All the things that I've done Oh, oh, oh, I, I know

Push push back upon it (Girl) Make me believe you want it Well I can go all mornin' Go ahead lay it on it Don't stop until the mornin' (Girl) Just keep pushing back on it Push push girl Baby I don't give a damn, I know you wanna come with me tonight

Got to, got to have it Hey hey hey, yeah now When I come home, hey hey Respect is what I need Give us, give us, give us, give us What you want, honey, you got it And what you need, baby, you've got it All I'm asking, for a little respect When I come

Oh, baby, I want to come home to you Baby, I got to get home to you Days and nights feeling so blue Lord, I just don't know what I'm gonna do Oh, baby, I wanna come home Oh, baby, I you're one thousand miles away Baby, you're just one thousand miles away

Told mama I'm a thug nigga, drug dealer, gang banger, young nigga I'm a hustler, baby (come here, daddy) Bandana and some low cuts Still trap the 4 Don't trip I'm a hustler, baby (come here, daddy) Now I got that money, everybody love me I'm a thug