I ain't ever gonna ride in no used car again My little sister's in the front seat with an ice cream cone My ma's in the back seat sitting all alone As my pa steers her slow out of the lot For a test drive down Michigan Avenue Now my ma she fingers her

Ciao adios, I'm done If you're giving her all of your money and time I'm not gonna sit here wasting mine on you, yeah, you I'm onto you, yeah you I'm not your number one Kissing and having fun I saw you, with her And now you take her out, in your fancy

If you really need me, just reach out and touch me If you want my body and you think I'm sexy Come on, sugar, let me know Come on, sugar let me know She sits alone, waiting for suggestions He's so nervous, avoiding all the questions His lips are dry, her

Stranded at the drivin', branded a fool What will they say Monday at school? Sandy, can't you see I'm in misery? We made a start, now we're apart There's nothing left for me Love has flown, all alone I sit and wonder why yi-yi-yi Oh why you left me, oh

Uh, mic check 1-2 (Go get 'em) Listen close, nigga, yeah Uh, if rappers want it, they can get it Flow tighter than four fat bitches sittin' in a Civic My flows are unimaginable, Hannibal Lecter shit Eatin' emcees for breakfast, bitch Since I was born to

I sit and watch As tears go by It is the evening of the day I sit and watch the children play Smiling faces I can see But not for me My riches can't buy everything I want to hear the children sing All I hear is the sound

You hit a good lick, the stars light up Your ship comes in, you make your mark You catch a break, and you're sittin' on top Yeah, cream of the crop! You're the stuff, you set the bar You beat the odds and there you are Spend most your life sittin' in the

Our dreams are what we are inside And when we close our eyes We see our future Let us defy No longer will we compromise Our fate is not defined By right, we choose it Oh now we're jaded can we come back to one And find our way without giving up our hearts

Life pulled on like a limo under the highway after the prom Time ran down like a scoreboard on the last Hail Mary bomb My heart's still stuck at a stop light With you sittin' there next to me And the red light won't turn green Yeah, it won't turn green,

Qué te parece si me esperas sola, solita Creo, mami, que tu cuerpo me necesita Y hacemo' toa' las cosas que tú quiere' De la manera que tú quiere' De la manera que tú quiere' (¿qué te parece?) Que yo llego en el Ferro pa' comérmela completita Uh uh uh uh