I'm in love, Got the feeling called the "blue hoo's," since my sweetie said "Good Bye" Seems I don't know what to "Do Hoo" All day long I sit and cry That last long day we spent alone I'm yearning for it yet She thrilled me, filled me, with a kind of

I'm just a brown boy with a bag I got hitters poppin' shit, I'm just poppin' all these tags Come get your issue, we got mags The only time when I'm not fuckin' on your bitch, she on the rag Told my plug I need a pound You know I'm good for it I book a

I'm good for a laugh Good for a beer Baby, I'm good 'till Good gets here I dig a ditch or dig on me tonight I ain't bad, I do alright She said, what makes you think You could be my one and only? How do I know you just won't leave me lonely?