I´m gonna take you home And give you all I can That really I´m a man You´re sweeter than the morning When the sun is shining down on me There is nothing you can say That could make me go away you see But you keep saying to me baby Hold on - I feel

Tone that shit down Wop, wop, wop, wop Tell me who can ball like this Y'ain't neva ball like this Tone that shit down (oh why) Weak nigga, ball like this Wop, wop, wop, wop (yeah) Might steal your bitch VVS the wrist (VVS the wrist)

All your excuses, they're always in the way Do you think that I'm stupid, make a new one everyday But you can't lie, girl I ain't blind If love is just a game you play, well then you're losin' Always stayin' out late, get off at 8 But you come to door at

We can send this bitch up, it can't go down Memories don't live like people do They always 'member you Whether things are good or bad It's just the memories that you have Reliving the past Rock star bitch call me Elvis M.O.B, she call me selfish

Keep me in mind (Keep me in mind) Somewhere down the road you might get lonely And I pray someday that you will love me only Well the world can be real tough This is gonna be funky How come all the pretty girls like you are taken baby I've been looking

Here we are Out here me and you Reaching out each other Is all that we can do Trying not to fall There's no need to worry Love will conquer all Here we stand Do you really want to know

Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday night She shake it so sweet you got me on a sugar high And I don’t know if it’s you or the whiskey That’s got me feeling all tipsy tipsy I can feel myself

Caught in a Web Hanging on by a thread Removed from the world Spinning the lies devised in my head I bare all that I am made of now Does this voice the wounds of your soul? You can't heal the wounds of my soul.

And so I can't keep this up I have had enough 'cause you can count me out Well I'm up and I don't know why But I guess that's all that counts Looking 'round as I'm holding my head And I'm in somebody's house The sun it hits like a punch in the face With

All set ready to go, but little does he know He ain't comin' back no more All set ready to fly, into that deep blue sky Like so many times before Now the tower's callin', there's no reply And there's nothin' they can do Now the night is fallin' before