Who taught you that, huh? Dolla boy, who taught you how to ball? Dolla, I wanna ménage à trois Dolla you so damn handsome Huh? Who taught you that? Huh? Who told you how to buckle up when you ride it? Like six flags in the bed, body rollercoast Who told

But you don't know how Sometimes I feel like I'm almost gone No no no no But you'll come out alright (Yeah) I know it seems there's no end in sight (Yeah) But it doesn't mean you can't put up a fight Sometimes I feel like a motherless child It's that

No hearts, no love no kumbaya yeah When you put the work in man it shows Straight up out the ashes then I rose I done hit a all time low Been at a stand-still and had to go go go Man they out here on a scheme like la-la-la Breaking promises you need like

Said, you just don't know how beautiful you are And baby that's my favorite part You walk around so clueless to it all Like nobody gonna break your heart It'll be alright babe, see, me, I got you covered I'm gon' be your lover, you might be the one If

Boy, you know we'd do it every single day I'll show you want I like boy, boy, boy If you show me what you like boy, boy, boy I'll show you what I like If you show me what you like, boy If I had a choice If I had my way If I had a wish And if I had my way

Can't get no antidote for blues Can't find no sleeves for my records Can't get no laces for my shoes Can't get no fancy notes On my blue guitar Can't find the reasons for your actions Or I don't much like the reasoning you use Somehow your motives are

I'm lookin' like I'm gonna get it, you probably don't get it I come in your house with a microphone Lookin' like I'm about to set up a show in your kitchen I'm outta my mind but I feel like I'm in it If I never make it, don't make any difference I'm

It wasn't long ago And I was just like you And now I think I'm sick And I want to go home I saw my friend the other day And I don't' know Exactly just what he became It goes show How have I been how have you been

Feels good don't it What's it like girl To have somebody love you With a love Too good to be true You ought to know How bout those lonely nights You used to pray Something like this

Got it like aye Got it like aye boom da da I can’t help myself I could be your drummer girl Move it like this Loving how you put it down with me Move to the beat of my drum