That I love to do Then you can take it and spin it, and fit it to you I don't know what you gonna be But I hope you smile when you think of me 'Cause I helped make you But I didn't never try to make you pick it up And you might learn a couple pretty cool

Somebody save me, save me I fell in love with these streets, I seen a hundred thou' Started fuckin' bad bitches, I went running wild (gone) I just pray Papi forgive me, ain't seen my son a while (I pray) I go and pick him up from school to see him

I put one foot in front of the other and I By the grace of God (there was no other way) I picked myself back up (I knew I had to stay) Looked in the mirror and decided to stay Wasn't gonna let love take me out There ain't no Looked in the mirror (looked

Let's just blame it on love, blame it on love (blame it on love) Say that we won't be more than just friends I know that you're home, so pick up the phone 'Cause I wanna be where you are So let's just blame it on love When the rules fall apart Let's just

Good fortune comes our way And we ride down Kings Highway, yeah yeah Lover, I'll await the day When the time gets right I'm gonna pick you up And take you far way from From trouble my love Under a big ol' sky

Well, I love my baby, gonna tell everybody I know Yes, I love my baby, gonna tell everybody I know Tell everybody I know Other women don't mean a thing to me You can pick 'em all up, drop 'em all in the sea She'll open up her pocket book and pay my fare

This is what I'm made with This is love Love, love, love, love She likes the shark print with the zip-up High hats with the hiccups Dark tints on the pickup Pineapples and liquor She moves with the machine Play the game to change it

Oh, like we in a hurry No, no I won't tell nobody You're on your level too Tryna do what lovers do It's not good enough for me, since I been with you I'm gonna sip on this drink, when I'm fucked up I should know how to pick up I'm gonna catch the rhythm

We were living it up, up, up in that American love Two young hearts, one cool car And all we wanted to do was park, kiss, smoke, drink I love this song, baby, what do you think? She turned it up windows fogging up I pick her up about seven for the

Sometimes you gotta pick these hoes apart Love 'em with your mind and never with your heart Yeah, I'm shinin', don't you see me from afar? We the type of niggas pull up in new cars She can't wait to fuck a nigga in your squad Real niggas wet your head