Oh me, oh my might Cut dope, gone need more quinine (Off the rip) Forty knock his head off (off the rip) Drop top V, niggas sped off (off the rip) I'ma ride with my dog off the rip Talking brown bag, paper tag off the rip Shawty came through, bent it

Might as well jump. Jump! Go ahead and, jump. I've got my back against the record machine I ain't the worst that you've seen. Oh can't you see what I mean? I get up, and nothing gets me down. You got it tough. I've seen the toughest around. And I know,

I need to be your lover I'm through with this mighty city Walking around, just stuck in my shit Conversation based around just sex, Words at the tip of my tongue (oh damn, baby!) Tell me one thing I must forget, Thinking about the naked women in my bed

And it pulls me back into the night 'Cause the devil's got my arms Oh, it grips me We don’t know what’s good for us 'Cause if we did, we might not do it Who knows where our limits lie? We won’t discover ‘til we push it 'Cause the devil’s got my arms

I can't stop lovin' you You know my heart is true, oh There's a time and place for everything For everyone We can push with all our might But nothin's gonna come Oh no, nothin's gonna change And if I asked you not to try Oh, could you let it be

Let's call the whole thing off For we know we need each other so we And oh, if we ever part, then that might break my heart Better call the calling off off Things have come to a pretty pass Our romance is growing flat For you like this and the other

Well, I ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail When my right hand itches, I gets money for sure Don't sweep me with no broom, I just might get put in jail Well, I ain't superstitious, oh the black cat just cross my trail Don't sweep me with

Say what you want Call me out my name We made need a break Just don't say it's over It might take some space But girl don't say you over me But don't say it's over Just don't say you over me Oh oh oh oh oh

Don't ask me what I think of you I might not give the answer that you want me to I can't help about the shape I'm in I can't sing, I ain't pretty, and my legs are thin Now when I talk to God I think he'll understand Stick by me and I'll be your guiding

Might take too long That you are all you're meant to be When the one from my dream Is sitting right next to me And I don't know what to do Oh alter ego Said the voice from afar "Don't you know it doesn't Have to be so hard Waiting for Everyone else