Baby, oh baby Oh baby, my sweet baby You're the one Let's excuse me baby Go, yeah you baby Back, ooh you groovy baby In, let's make a movie baby Time, excuse me baby Let's, yeah you baby

Baby don't go, ah Baby don't go Body language she's a poet That she doesn't even know it Girl you keep them like ooh ooh Shawty so incredible Little mama understands The way you do the things you do Nobody else can

Whoa nobody loves me, nobody seems to care Everyday, everyday I have the blues When you see me worryin' baby, yeah it's you I hate to lose I'm gonna pack my suitcase, move on down the line Ooh everyday, everyday I have the blues Well worries and trouble

On the dead locs Yeah, aight, on the dead locs That's on the dead locs Blueface, baby, on the dead locs On the dead locs ooh, ooh Finna over bleed this, lil' baby On the dead locs on the dead loc I ain't turnin' down nothing I turn nothing into

(Ooh, make me bad and I don't know) But that's what I like about ya (Ooh) That's what I like about ya (Ooh) Yeah, that's what I like about ya Yeah, that's what I like about ya I tried to fight against it, shut out what all my friends said I keep letting

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah I guess you fell into the wrong hands, yeah Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah And now you're F-in' with the wrong man, man (Adjust to pain) (It hurt too bad to say, to say you left me, left me) Fuckin' with the wrong man (Left me)

My my my little ADPI, Kappa Delta Tri Delts you look so fine Ooh don’t know what I’m gonna do around those Zeta’s, Theta’s, Chi O’s and little Phi Mu’s My my sorority girl, my my sorority girl Hey yeah hey yeah You got your sundress on for game day Just

And things are a changin' That we can remain the same All I'm trying to say is our love don't have to change No it don't have to change I want to go back (ooh) (Aah) times is hard (times is hard) I pray to God Do you remember (ooh) Oh do you remember

The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks He's outrageous, he screams and he bawls (Jean Genie) Jean Genie, let yourself go, whoah The Jean Genie lives on his back Poor little Greenie, ooh-ooh A small Jean Genie snuck off to the city Strung out on lasers and

Pacin' back and forth in my mind Thinkin' is it really worth it sometimes, ooh You know it get hard when I'm four drinks in I just did too much Now I gotta live with my decisions I avoid none, yeah Can't deny what a body wants, ooh Can't deny what a body