You can't mix angels and alcohol You can't blend whiskey with a good woman's love You can't change lonely with a bottle of wine I don't think God meant for them to get along When it takes control, you can't love no one at all They don't go together,

Ben, the two of us need look no more They don't scurry when something bigger comes their way Don't pack themselves together and run as one Don't shit where they're not supposed to Don't take what's not theirs, they don't compare They don't compare, rats

I see jiggaboos, I see Styrofoams Pimp-pimp hooray Get God on the phone Where did we go wrong? Seen black turn 'em Burgundy Hundred of them, I know I'm greedy Stuck inside the belly of the beast Can you please pray for me? Said it won't be long

I got, I got, I got, I got options You the, you the, you the, you the top one So baby, baby, if it ain't a problem Can I get some of your love? I got a whole lot of names and a whole lot of numbers But I'd throw them away 'cause I think I might love you

Gucci on my tip (Guwop), nut right on her nipple (bah) Young nigga with them M's (young nigga), I get disrespectful (hey) Treat y'all all the same (yah), none of y'all bitches ain't special (nah) Keep your mouth closed, little bitch I might bless you

We fell so hard One day at a time is what they tell us Now I gotta find a way to tell them I felt you'd go But you were with me all along along If I can be an example of getting sober Then I can be an example of starting over Now we gotta get back what

And I only get my rocks off While I'm dreaming While I'm sleeping I only get my rocks off Only get them off Heading for the overload Splattered on the dirty road Kick me like you've kicked before I can't even feel the pain no more

Night train Not a knife throw from here you can hear the night train passing That's the sound somebody makes when they're getting away Leaving next week's hanging jury far behind them Prisoner only of the choices they've made Ice cube in a dark drink

Get me one of them Get at me bad girl I'm ready to be bad Oh oh oh oh If you're a bad girl I'ma get one of them Shakin' it the way I like I need a bad girl (say yeah) What sexy lady's comin' home with me tonight?

That's what I want Now give me money That's what I want, yeah Money don't get everything it's true What it don't get, I can't use A lot of money The best things in life are free But you can keep them for the birds and bees You're lovin' gives me a thrill