Nobody, nobody, no-nobody, nobody, nobody does it like you No I cant go back, no, I cant go back to the way it was, to the way it was You bring out my wild side You got me feeling so caught up but im Loving all the crazy things you make me do Nobody,

If I drift long enough I'll be home Hold on if you can You're gonna sink faster Than you can imagine so hold Drink the water drink it down This time I know I'm bound To spit it back up I didn't want this

If your man get personal, want to have your fun I got women's in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee Lord, I'm goin' to Rosedale, gon' take my rider by my side Best come on back to Friar's Point, mama, barrelhouse all night long But my Friar's Point

They tried to make me go to rehab Yes, I been black But when I come back, you'll know, know, know I said, "no, no, no" I ain't got the time And if my daddy thinks I'm fine He's tried to make me go to rehab I won't go, go, go I'd rather be at home with a

Just like my mama said I'm going straight to hell And I'm going straight to hell 'Cause I'm going straight to hell I grew up just west of the tracks Holdin' me to hold me back Around your door she's callin' out my name

'Cause we keep on coming back for more Oh, we're on the right side of rock bottom And I hope that we keep falling We're on the good side of bad karma We're on the right side of rock bottom Into you, I just keep crawling You're the best kind of bad

Looking for fun Midnight to six man For the first time from Jamaica Dillinger and Leroy Smart Delroy Wilson, your cool operator Ken Boothe for UK pop reggae With backing bands sound systems And if they've got anything to say

Who are you Who who who who I woke up in a Soho doorway The policeman knew my name He said, "You can go sleep at home tonight If you can get up and walk away" I staggered back to the underground The breeze blew back my hair I remembered throwing punches

We could make a comeback if you come back We were on top of the world people wanted what we had We could have it again don't you know that Six months passed since we both said goodbye Never thought that I'd run into you here tonight And I can't ever

Ridin' in the 'Bach with the seat way back This white on white Maybach, I call it payback Yeah you know I fuck with Zaytoven, we go way back I'd rather rap a Zay track than a Dre track Catch me flushin' down the street with the top way back I had to give