I'd rather not talk about it just do that shit Got these niggas saying yeah he do that shit Got these bitches saying yeah he do that shit Hit a lil nigga with the Ruger What what what what what (ayy yeah yeah) What what what what what (ayy yuh yuh) And

And maybe someday down the road I wanna know you Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh I'll sit back and say to myself I wanna go there where you go I wanna find out what you know Yeah, I thought so I like how you are with me

I know, I know Say you flexin' that's a big lie, when I pull up give that bitch my line And you know that I'ma get mine, yeah yeah Say you flexin' that's a big lie, say you got the shit you don't got Heard you say that shit a hundred times, yeah yeah Say

When you have these blues And there's someone you're about to lose There'll be a time, yeah, you can't sleep at night She won't believe in you, oh, if you don't treat her right I say, everyday, when the sun is almost down You remember when your baby left

Seven years of hard luck, comin' down on me From the Florida border, yeah up to Nashville, Tennessee I worked in every joint you can name, mister every honky tonk Along come Mr. Yankee Slicker, sayin' maybe you're what I want Want you to sign your

Yeah, last year was not practise year Let's get more number 1's and more plaques this year I say a lotta blurry lines, let's talk facts this year I might even try goin' back to mass this year Yeah, told bro that I ain't jokin' this year Told wifey I

I want a little girl I want a little girl, call my own. She must be someone who's all alone now. Say, I want a little girl To fall in love with me, oh yeah. I want a little girl, but she may not look Just like a picture in a story book. If she can cook

You say it, He was here Might not be able to sing like a man, you say it Might not be able to sing like a man, yeah Might not be able to preach like Paul, baby Might not be able to preach like Paul I'm in love with you, girl, that ain't all, come on I'm

Na na na na na na Walk my way, Mrs All American Say my name, no need to pretend Don't be shy, Mrs All American You know she's like No one understands the chemistry we have And it came out of nowhere (Yeah) It's not like we planned this, Getting out of

Say you want me Young blood All of the time Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh Out of your life And I’m just a dead man walking tonight You push and you pus and I’m pulling away Pulling away from you I give and I give and I give and you take, give and you take