She want me, I ain't want her, ooh She want me to be her boo You so silly, don't get it confused Now turn around, drop it low, pick it up, ooh Big bank, we gettin' paid over here Broke niggas, go stand over there Fake ass hoes, go meet 'em over there

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Running away To get away, You're wearing out your shoes. Looh at you fooling you! Making Blues Of day and night. Hee! Hee! Hee! Hee! You're stretching out your dues. The shorter cut is quicker, But . . . Ha! Ha! il l Hd Time k here to

Yeah, nothing else matters, now I have you Ooh, distractions Needless to say, I was caught up with them every day I know this is it Your love's more precious than gold Your love's more precious than gold, gold 'Cause nothing else matters Yeah, nothing

Oh, she's a little runaway Daddy's girl learned fast All those things he couldn't say Ooh, she's a little runaway No one heard a single word you said They should have seen it in your eyes On the street where you live girls talk about their social lives

Ooh la la la ooh la la la dance Ooh la la la dancing I was lost in France I was lost in France in love And I looked round for a telephone To say 'baby I won't be home' In the fields the birds were singing And the day was just beginning As I stood there

You're the best thing I never knew I needed So when you were here I had no idea (Ooh, yeah yeah, ooh, yeah yeah) So now it's so clear, I need you here always (When you were here) (That I needed) (Now it's so clear) For the way you changed my plans For

If I lose myself tonight Lose myself tonight Places and things I've loved You can feel the light start to tremble Washing what you know out to sea It'll be by your side Wooh, wooh, wooh! It'll be you and I Wooh, wooh, wooh, wooh

In you, don't you? I can see my baby swingin' His Parliament's on fire and his hands are up On the balcony and I'm singing Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, I'm in love I can see my sweet boy swayin' He's crazy y Cubano como yo lala On the balcony and I'm saying

In my boo ooh book of love In my boo ooh In your boo ooh book of love In your boo ooh In the midnight haze We are sitting in the sun The light hits your face And I know that you're the one

(ooh ooh) wit no remorse kid its the cold hearted Sometimes I feel I got to (get away) For these streets like a fein for crack But pullin me back Its real got a nigga goin (ooh ooh) cause no matter drama or gossip My heart is your hood my dogs niggas I