The way you look at me, I can tell that you're a freak And I can show you how to hump without making love And I'll be laying in the sun, bottle and a gun Get down, I'll show you how If you got beef, then you better step up bitch I'll have a bottle and a

I realize, that I'm feelin' it Kissed the girls, made them cry Why you gangsta, all the time? Though sometimes, I can deal with it It's a love and hate relationship That's a thug's nature (That's a nigga nature) Thuggin life, and gettin' high but that's

I don't wanna be loved I just wanna quickie No bite marks, No scratches, And no hickies If you can get with that, Mami come get with me I just wanna quick fix Up in your mix miss

I can't live babe, without you in my life Where did it go, my baby, where did it go, my darling Tell me how to get you back in my heart again Girl I must have been crazy, to say that it was over I had to be a fool, to yell out we were through And now I'm

Can be the start of something new If you need a shoulder, it's on Maybe that starts with me and you We got all night To get to know each other better And try moving on together, together I could kill the pain that you’ve been in You can be my heartbreak

I'll see you get it tonight, and if I can't I'll cry and cry You won't see me without it and I'll see you tonight, outside See you tonight, outside, see you tonight I know it's around, I don't have any doubts about that night You won't see me without it

Oh I would like (oh I would like) To get to know (to get to know) (I wanna be) I wanna be the only place that you wanna be (I wanna be) I want this to be for forever I know that you're with it but you can do better If this could be (if this could be) Be

It's like a butterfly in a hurricane My chances with you are a million to one It's like candle lights in the pouring rain It's like fireflies gathered on the sun Like a driftwood on an ocean wave That gets tossed and turned like you're doing to me I was

Blame it on the bag You can blame it on the bag If you wonderin’ why I changed up Tell ‘em the money is why I changed up I’m gettin' high smokin’ with angels You know I can hate that’s what a lame does Bring it back stackin’ this money But I still can’t

You can get jacked, like a cactus (Yeah) What is you smoking? Cat piss I'm at the five, Saks Fifth (Yeah), huh I plead the five 'cause I am no snitch (Yeah) After that say hocus pocus Yup, yup, yup, yup 'Cause I then disappear with your bitch, yup (Okay)