Thank you for the music, the songs I'm singing Thanks for all the joy they're bringing Who can live without it, I ask in all honesty What would life be? Without a song or a dance what are we? So I say thank you for the music For giving it to me I'm

This statement is looking like a barcode, tell a man I want a hundred M's Tell a man I want a hundred M's, tell a man I want a hundred M's I got ten people that I love, look I don't want a a hundred friends And this girl wants to stay for the night, I

Don't break me and shut me out So take me and let me in As days go by, my heart grows cold I can't seem let this all pass me by Does anyone around me feel the same Put your fist up and vent your pain This is just a story of a broken soul Take me and let

It's like that y'all Yo, I'm checkin' for Left Eye man I don't know God, I don't know God I don't God, I don't really really know check my flow My man Al B. Sure 'He's In Effect Mode' Used to have a crush on Dawn from En Vogue It's not like honey dip

Bending corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it Better watch out, cause here we come However you want it, naw however you need it, we just dippin! Always, dippin Yeah, we keep it gangsta I only rides with my Doggs However you want it Wanna say

I want a Sunday Kind of Love. A love to last, past Saturday night. And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight. And I want a, a love that's on the square. Can't seem to find somebody, someone to care. And I'm on a lonely road that leads to

Schlaf', Kindlein, schlaf'! Der Vater hüt't die Schaf Die Mutter schüttel's Bäumelein Da fällt herab ein Träumelein Am Himmel ziehen die Schaf' Die Sternlein sind die Lämmerlein Der Mond, der ist das Schäferlein So schenk' ich dir ein Schaf Mit einer

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it I'm sick of you bein' rich and you still mad, let's talk about it Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it Or we could get gully, I'll size up your body And put

But y'all already said that Diamonds on my neck Diamonds on my wrist Bitches on my dick Choppers in the trunk Models in the front Bottles in the club But I don't give a fuck Cause sometimes I feel like it's so hard

Rock bottom And you're there to stay Girl, you know you oughta treat me good Girl, you hit rock bottom Yeah, you never treat me like you should I can't wait a day I don't care what you say Oh yeah, you got to pay When you hit rock bottom