Ooh, came in this bitch with the same gang Same gang since the beginning (Yeah) All in this bitch tryna maintain Ain't worried about no woman (No) Bought a new whip with a big rims Ooh, 30s, they spinnin' (Skrrt) Pieces, know that they hittin' Bitches,

You saying all the right shit Well girl I like it I'm going to make this night romantic It's yo shit (ooh baby) Come on and take advantage of it (it's yo shit) It's yo shit, it's yo shit I'm gonna like you baby And I know what you've been dreaming about

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

(I think we all) We all need a little more love I scream at the top of my lungs But my voice couldn't save this home You're proud of the guns you hold What's left now, where can we go? (We just need) Ooh a little more love (The world needs) Ooh little

Ooh, ooh, ooh A guy what takes his time, I'll go for any time I'm a fast movin' gal who likes them slow Got no use for fancy driving, wanna to see a guy arriving in low I'd be satisfied, electrified to know a guy what takes his time A hurry-up affair, I

That's how easy love can be Simple melody, simple melody, sing a simple melody Sing a simple melody, that's how easy love can be ABC is easy it's like counting up to three Come on now! 123, baby, ooh ooh ABC, baby, nah nah Do re mi, baby, ow Sit down

I got junkies at the door, I got junkies at the door Everywhere I fuckin' go I drop forty racks a show I could go flex on your hoe I be drippin' head to toe I be, I be drippin' head to toe Ooh, Big Head on the beat Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Thinkin' I'll never get over you And I, I get so scared They say love grows, but I've only seen it die I'm too young to feel like I'm runnin' out of time I get so scared I'll always be making a compromise No matter what I do, ooh And maybe (maybe) I'll

Now I just stunt on my own (Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) I'm riding round, smoking, my music up loud Kinda doin' my thing, no disrespect to the niggas before me Some smile up in your face but then they don't on the low I'm in a race, and taking the winners

Ooh, we're creatures of the night Searching in the darkness Running from the day Hiding from tomorrow Nothing left to say Victims of the moment Future deep in doubt Living in a whisper Until we start to shout