(Yeah aye, hold on, babe) Baby would you save me? Been thinkin' bout it lately Oh, baby, baby, baby Hold on, babe Got some habits, I can't keep them The same ones that made you hate me Ho-oh, smokin' potent, high as nose hair

I need your love Oh, oh my love Oh my darling I've hungered for your touch A long and lonely time And time goes by so slowly And time can do so much Are you still mine God speed your love to me

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)

We'll never know We're just moments We're just human Amusing and confusing Never knowing shocking but we're nothing We're clever but clueless I heard this old story before With the people keeping calling for the metaphors

Where do we go, who knows? But each day gets better, I just can't let her go Oh no Each kiss gets sweeter I just can't leave her Oh no Each kiss gets sweeter I just can't leave her oh no I'll write a song I've thought about it for far too long But I've

Oh Lord I feel fine today, I'm walking on cloud nine today. I'm over that line today, Happiness is finally mine today. I guess I'm just a lucky guy And I'm prepared to tell you why. It's strictly on account Of my sweet potato pie. I'm the fellow that she

Oh delícia, oh delícia Vamos sair daqui pra conhecer o meu apê A gente vai voltar antes do dia amanhecer Hey tá frio, que tal um beijo quente Com gosto de pecado Eu posso te fazer pirar Dança comigo, por favor não se espante Não tenho compromisso, tô

Behind grey clouds is blue skies and sunrise, oh oh And God knows I have tried to visualize what it's like to feel warm 'Cause me and you haven't spoken in several weeks (Warm, warm), warm Never felt like this before Got them, grey clouds hanging over me

No retreat, baby, no surrender Ohh ohh ohh With a vow to defend Well, we bursted out of class Had to get away from those fools We learned more from a three-minute record, baby Than we ever learned in school Tonight I hear the neighborhood drummer sound I

Soon as the spinning stops, Oh no, the game starts in. You, come on, next victim, your turn to die. My life's on time, But again my sense is late. Feel a might unsteady, But still I have to play. Six to one's the odds, And, we have the highest stakes.