We gonna come together, we gonna celebrate We gonna gather 'round, like it's your birthday I don't wanna know, just what I'm gonna do I don't care where your going, I'm coming along with you It's in the way she often calls me out It's in the curve of

When the weight comes down And the weight comes down Afternoon, see a guy with rubies on his head And he's shifting like shifting like he was dead And he's hearing something, she never said On his way back home, under his bed In the night there's a girl

With a red and black one at the Texaco She hopped in your truck Sang alone with one on the radio Big red one going down Feel like one in a small town Parked way out in the dark And they danced on the hood She was sitting on the shining light Then gave

I like the way you work it No diggity, I gotta bag it up Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo She's got class and style Shorty get down, good Lord Baby got 'em open all over town Strictly biz, don't play around Cover much ground, got game by the pound

When they think of me, they think of you We used to be the ones that they wished they were But now it's like they don't know how to act Maybe they're like me and they want us back It's like there's always an empty space Those memories that nobody can

You can tell by the look in her eyes Sexy down the runway Take a picture on the runway Look at her Shawty knows she's the shit She's like the devil in disguise When she's on the runway Walkin' down the runway

But I looked away And she ran away from me today I'm such a lonely man She took my hand And tried to make me understand That she would always be there It came as no surprise to me That she'd leave me in misery It seemed like only yesterday

Fly (fly, fly, fly, fly) Let it fly (let it fly, let it fly, let it fly) Let it fly like the birds in the sky Hotter than the weather in July I done did so much I can't decide Word, word to my guys She just get so wet, I slip and slide Had to get it back

He ain't nothing like me, girl I done showed you shit you never seen, girl She don't think that I can change So I switched from a Benz to a Range First class to the jet (Yeah) I got more money than her ex Way more money than her ex And he ain't nothing

Sleep don't visit, so I choke on sun And the days blur into one And the backs of my eyes hum with things I've never done Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline Like a row of captured ghosts over old dead grass Was never much but we made the most