Gonna dress you up in my love All over your body All over, all over From your head down to your toes Dress you up in my love You've got style That's what all the girls say Satin sheets

And I thank my god Go 1, 2, 3, 4, Yeah yeah you gotta Stand tall and cut away the ties Drop Balls and hold that head up high The world is fast and youth ain't gonna wait So grab a hold before it gets to late Bare your soul and strip away the cold

(I want it) Ooh, baby I ain't ever done cocaine Ooh, I swear there's something runnin' through my veins 'Cause the way that you move and the things that you do In my bed got my head all feeling messed up The taste of your lips and the sway of your hips

Pressure building Don't push me Let me get off the ground To you I'm no longer bound I need you out of my head You got me close to the edge I'm trapped and my back's up against the wall I see no solution or exit out I'm grinding it out, no one can see

Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing I'm losing you Ain't love the sweetest thing Baby's got blue skies up ahead Oh oh, the sweetest thing My love she throws me like a rubber ball She won't catch me or break my fall But in this I'm a rain cloud You know she

Say you won't go-oh-oh I got you all up in my head, all up in my head All up in my head, all up in my head Hey, now I've been running wild Hey love, you're still on my mind Hey, now I've been chasing dreams God knows if we can make it real Wonderin' how

There goes my life There goes my future, my everything All he could think about was I'm to young for this Got my whole life ahead Hell I'm just a kid myself How'm I gonna raise one All he could see were his dreams going up in smoke So much for ditching

Never tasted something so sweet, never tasted something so strong And my heads buzzin' baby feeling like I'm falling in love Hey girl ghatcha got in that cup 'Cause I've been sippin' what you been sippin' on Hey girl whatcha got in that cup Gimmie a

It's a whole lotta ways I can get my cash up Nigga you ain't got no back up, you should back up All the hoes say I'm handsome, I got my bands up I got bands, now my head up for a ransom Nigga I ain't put no cash up for this back up I just stay with my

Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing I'm losing you Ain't love the sweetest thing Baby's got blue skies up ahead Oh oh, the sweetest thing My love she throws me like a rubber ball She won't catch me or break my fall But in this I'm a rain cloud You know she