The hearts of men In the hearts of men What I tell you, nigga When I come out of jail, what was I gonna do I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas' chest, right Hey Quik, let me get them binoculars, nigga, the binoculars Yeah nigga, time to ride

(It could be wrong, could be wrong) But it should've been right Let our hearts ignite Are we digging a hole? This is outta control It could never last Must erase it fast But it could've been right (It could be wrong, could be)

It's a mystery to me, the game commences For the usual fee, plus expenses Confidential information, it's a diary This is my investigation, it's not a public inquiry I go checking out the reports, digging up the dirt You get to meet all sorts in this line

I wanna ride Up and down like a zipper Zipper, zipper, zipper And all the ladies say Got me fiending I’ma mark my territory Shawty I’m an animal, slowly digging in to you

Singing from the garden Only the beginning I'm only getting started I don't mind the digging Baby, I'll work harder Singing from the bottom When you saw me out your window I've been washing dishes

A gypsy driftin' down the road I learned quick my eighteenth summer Diggin' ditches for the man You can't be a guitar strummer Cussin' that shovel in your hand Took my paycheck to a pawn shop Bought a silverstone guitar Wrote a song about a beer joint

Ain't digging for no gold Just somebody to love... unconditional love You never see it coming Then the next thing you know... unconditional love... unconditional love She ain't looking for no diamonds No necesito nada ni a nadie si te tengo aquí Te amo

And she did it for fun Natalie, she's probably out there thinking it's funny Telling everyone Well I'm digging a ditch for this gold-digging bitch Watch out she's quick Look out for a pretty little thing named Natalie If you see her tell her I'm coming

Freak magnet Straitjacket Pushin' back at you Call me the billionaire breaker, turn 'em into my bitch I'm the king of the freaks a' down here diggin' a ditch I'm at a weed cafe on a Netherlands street Riding a caffeine buzz and I'm starting to peak

You live without shame You’re digging up a gold mine Standing on the sidelines You are caught up in your gravity Watching through the looking glass Singing your own praise I would not expect you felt alone in standing north Better to rise above the