Keep going 'til you hit the spot, whoa I'll take you to the candy shop Go 'head girl don't you stop I'll have you spending all you got I'll let you lick the lollipop I'll let you lick the lollypop Boy, one taste of what I got

Making all his nowhere plans for nobody He's a real nowhere man Sitting in his nowhere land Doesn't have a point of view Knows not where he's going to Isn't he a bit like you and me? Nowhere man please listen You don't know what you're missing Nowhere

La, la, la, la, la. I only want to love you, please don't push me away, Let me in your life. I wasn't there when he hurt you, so why should I Have to pay, let me in your life. I want to share your tomorrows, so I must beg you Today, if he's the cause of

Do have to let it linger? You know I'm such a fool for you You've got me wrapped around your finger Do you have to, do you have to Do you have to let it linger? But I'm in so deep If you, if you could return Don't let it burn Don't let it fade

Cake's on the menu Ain't that what you s'posed to do? Ain't I s'posed to eat it too? Baby, this might sound rude I'm taken but I want you And I don't wanna play by the book, no rules They say you can't have cake and eat it too But ain't that what you

We used to be friends What have I become to you I don't understand Turn it backwards For me to hurt When everything else is fading We used to be inner circle Take my good word Turn your back on me

That's what breaking hearts do They cause you so much pain Make you go insane Feel like your hands are tied Bound up, strapped down, busted inside Don't have the will to find your way And you don't think you can take it even one more day You try and try

General, I salute you I'll put a hole in any nigga tryna shoot you It ain't nothing 'cause loyalty is what I'm used to And what I don't do, I'll have one of my troops do Nigga we'll kill you I'm ready for combat, a solider on the front line Take me to

It is him I love Holy Father Say I shouldn’t be here but I can’t give up his touch Don’t you try and tell me that God doesn’t care for us We need to talk I have a secret

They have a hunting season on the rabbit If you shoot him, boy, you go to jail But the season is always open on men Don't nobody need no bail Down in Mississippi Down in Mississippi where I come from Down in Mississippi where I belong