You've got more love to give, baby Ooh babe, ooh babe I will never dream of your love till you take me there You show me there's something more to us Than the same old thing, no usual affair Till you take me there, ooh babe You've got more love to give,

You knock me down I hit the ground I can't get back up, ka- Kills me like a homicide, homicide I feel your heartbeat Every day and every night, every night And your love kills me I can't live, can't breath

'Cause I ain't never seen a country boy with tires on his truck this high I said climb on up but honey watch the cup That I'm spitting my dip inside and hold on tight 'Cause it's gonna be wilder than any eight second ride Well I said hey girl what's your

I just want to ball like the big league I just want a nice house on the shore I just want a big house like Gatsby So catch me if you can I'm chasing after my dreams I want to be the man 'Cause I don't want to worry no more I don't want to worry no more

And I haven't looked back Since I made up my mind And I haven't looked back, uh For a very long time I don't, I don't see myself lookin' back for you man Reason why is 'cause I'm only looking for a name, ooh Zonin' on the road Not knowin' where to go But

Welcome to the party, aye (welcome to the party) Welcome to the party Welcome to the party, aye Ride with my dogs, ridin' high when we pull up (haaan) Burn up, let it burn Step up in the party, step up in the party

'Cause I ain't never seen a country boy with tires on his truck this high I said climb on up but honey watch the cup That I'm spitting my dip inside and hold on tight 'Cause it's gonna be wilder than any eight second ride Well I said hey girl what's your

To love again I'ma show you how, show you how, show you how Say my name, I wanna hear you call Hold me close, I wanna feel your heart I'm in a cold sweat and I want you bad Now you got me all in my head, like damn You love how you push me to the point of

I made a million on that corner I mixed perico with baking soda I graduated from the streets, no diploma Going Donald Trump numbers on the corner Graduated from the streets, no diploma No, no, no, no, no, no These hoes, they like niggas that spend money,

I put it on ice bitch, Dr. Pepper Dr. Pepper, Dr. Pepper Chillin' in the freezer when I'm under pressure Put it on ice bitch, Dr. Pepper Feeling so clean, it don't get no fresher Bounce to this shit Chilling in the freezer when I'm under pressure Can't