Made in heaven, made in heaven Yes, it was meant to be I'm taking my ride with destiny Willing to play my part Living with painful memories Loving with all my heart It was all meant to be, yeah That's what they say, can't you see? That's what everybody

My my baby blue Yeah you're so jaded Hey j-j-jaded Hey j-j-jaded, you got your mama's style But you're yesterday's child to me You think that's where it's at But is that where it's supposed to be You're gettin' it all over me, ex-rated

Let's get crazy, let's get crazy tonight (Oooh, whatcha gonna do?) Let's get crazy, let's get crazy tonight (oooooh yeah) Hey little mama, gimme the keys tonight Hey little honey, comin' out for you tonight Let's jump in your wheels, see how it feels

(San Francisco), San Francisco (San Francisco), he he he he hey (You don't find them finer) (Searching for what we all treasure: pleasure) (Brightly on nights tell a glory story) (San Francisco), City by the Bay yeah (San Francisco), take me to the water

At the Conway Motor Inn It was a Friday night, late fall After a high school football game Yeah they made love for the first time, I've been here forever, 1959 My name is on the front door, they call me 205 They snuck away, in a beat up Chevrolet Till

Got a nigga goin' crazy Time goes by, puffin' on lye Hopin' that it gets me high I feel crazy Oh yeah, I feel crazy And Hennessy don't help Throw me a cigarette, dawg! They got me feelin' crazier than a motherfucker I got Bad Azz in this motherfucker

Yep, diamonds make babies And babies make mammas And mammas make daddies make changes they don’t always wanna I know that you love her She’s one special lady But I’m warning you brother Yeah man, that sure is one big old rock It takes up half of that

You'se a shooter then shoot, nigga, I'm doin' my thang If you seen a, my nina, you seen it go bang Just like they do in your hood, they do it in mines, mayne I put a hole in a nigga, I ain't motherfuckin' playin' Yeah, oh, yeah What the fuck you lookin'

Yeah, Amerikaz mothafuckin' Nightmare, bitch They wanna know, where the hood at? Nigga, we right here Live in the flesh with the Tecs, they never scared Them guns we holding, claustrophobic, we'll let 'em air Dump-dump, reloaded the Amerikaz Nightmare

(Wheel it!) Yeah (Six!) Murda on tha beat so it's not nice That’s Baka, he's a no-long-talker Quick to let the motherfuckin' TEC slam We don’t need to hear about a next man Youts talk down, then they get ran Left them, get dipped from the whole ends