Am I made up of glass? Do you see straight through me? Do you not want to be what we once talked about? I'm losing it, I'm losing it for you This is like a different tune And I'm so in love with you I'm losing my mind, I'm losing myself I keep cutting

I could tell you want more She get lifted, she get stoney She get so high, she get stoned I'll take your eyes and see the moon Take your body to the ocean I'll supply you with the potent I could tell you wanna go Baby, tell me where we goin'

(Oh! Ay ay ay) You're gonna be, a shinin' star In fancy clothes, and fancy car-ars And then you'll see, you're gonna go far 'Cause everyone knows, just who ya are-are So live your life (Hey! Ay ay ay) You steady chasin' that paper, just live your life

Follow the god that failed I see faith in your eyes Broken is the promise, betrayal I hear faith in your cries The healing hand held back by the deepened nail Pride that you felt when you'd kneel It feeds it grows It clouds all that you will know Deceit

Hey ladies drop it down Just want to see you touch the ground Shake ya body like a belly dancer Don't be shy girl go Bananza Don't be shy girl go Banaza Don't be shy girl go Bananza (hey girl) Yo, excuse me, beg your pardon girl Do you have any idea what

Girl you're tearin' that dance floor up Let me see you do it in the bed of my truck You sure know how to shake it alright Let me see you do it in the Tennessee moonlight Woah, baby lets go down a little road nobody else knows Just me and you park on the

The angels laid him away Angels laid him away Laid him six feet under the clay Hey Mrs. Collins ain't it hard See young Louis in that old graveyard Mrs. Collins weep, Mrs. Collins moan What made her son Louis leave his home? Bob shot one, Louis shot two

Feels like, feels like it’s coming It feels like, feels like Like a coming of age It feels like, feels like a coming of age Well, I see ya standing there like a rabid dog And you got those crying eyes Makes me wanna surrender and wrap you in my arms You

Downtown, downtown (downtown) You don't want no beef, boy Know I run the streets, boy Better follow me towards What you see is what you get girl Don't ever forget girl Ain't seen nothing yet until you're

You can run the streets with your thugs I'll be waiting for you Until you get through I'll be waiting Now peep it, here go the secret on how to keep a playa Some love makin' and homecookin', I'll see you later It don't take a lot to keep a nigga hard