I'm goin' get up in the mornin', I believe I'll dust my broom Girlfriend, the black man you been lovin', girlfriend, can get my room I'm gon' write a letter, telephone every town I know I don't want no woman, wants every downtown man she meet I believe,

Read my lips, read my lips I just wanna take care of you baby This is all for you La la la la la la Baby get up all in this You’re the only one I wanna give it to Baby baby read my lips, read my lips Baby get up out of this Down down, but you gotta savor

That the worst is yet to come Well, I got a bad, bad feelin' Woke up this mornin', wrong side of the bed Had a heavenly night, you know, I'm feelin' it in my head Lord have mercy, and the day ain't even begun Didn't get no breakfast, didn't get no lunch

Oh my heart (Oh my heart) This place needs me here to start This place is the beat of my heart The kids have a new take A new take on faith Pick up the pieces Get carried away I came home to a city half erased

I don't need your love Your time is up, I'll tell you why You say you're sorry But it's too late now So save it, get gone, shut up 'Cause if you think I care about you now Well, boy, I don't give a fuck So I cut you off 'Cause I already cried enough

Representing all the women, salute, salute Attention (salute) Ladies all across the world Listen up, we're looking for recruits If you with me, lemme see your hands Stand up and salute Get your killer heels, sneakers, pumps or lace up your boots

(When your best friends are strung out) You'll do everything you can 'Cause you're never gonna let it get em down (When you find it all around) Oh, oh, oh, oh (When you feel up in the clouds) Oh, I can feel, I can feel I've been a river bed Yeah, you say

You find an MC like me who's strong Leaving motherfucker's aborted, with no verbal support And when I command the microphone I get deadly as Kahn though With a bear and a snake and a panda, I'm on those Who can withstand, the more power I gain And make

Get away with your guns now Money money money Root of all evil Trendy Wendy's you know what I mean Hangin' around with girl who's rolling up her jeans She watches her street crack 'cause she's no dummy Through rocking the microphone and she's calling me

Wait, wait a minute Bouncin' around, bouncin' around, bouncin' Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face I get it how I live it I live it how I get it Count the mothafuckin' digits I pull up with a lemon Not 'cause she ain't livin' It's just your eyes