I can make a thug cry, tonight There's something 'bout you Baby we got to Give it all that we got for the moment Watch me make a thug cry, tonight Cause that's how true love is supposed to be ain't it When it feels so good it shakes all your belief, baby

And now a message from Hannibal Buress Blaa, uh, sorry, sorry Aye, mane, I'm fucking with this shit. It's good to listen to a professional rapper for once, but Lil Dicky is a horrible rap name. That's some weird shit; you got grown men having to call you

What you call me? (tramp!) No you didn't! (you don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats) Well, I tell you one doggone thing It makes me feel good to know one thing, I know I am a lover (Matter of opinion) that's all right, mama was, papa too And

That's what happens when two worlds collide Your world was made up of things sweet and good My world could never fit in, I wish it could Two hearts lie in shambles and oh, how they've cried Those wedding bells with never ring for me Your world was so

Extraordinary That's what you are to me You make every day feel like And I don't care what we do Everything feels good with you It's true, you make an ordinary day Extraordinary, yeah Sunday morning and cold rain is pouring down That's OK, I got sunshine

Help me remember When nothin' else mattered The way that we used to be "Cause you were lovin' me Just for the night, one last time One more good memory When I look back That's what I wanna see Oh, help me remember

It's crazy but true, it's crazy but true That's, that's my baby I think I finally found a girl I want to rule my world Can't see myself with nobody but you She's got that kind of love that keeps me in a good mood Never wanna leave her you couldn't pay me

Momma's so proud of you, you did so good on that report card today baby I'mma let you pick out whatever you want Ma, I can get any shoes I want? That's right, today is your day Momma don't have much, but I'll spend it all on you today Okay, I want these.

Goin' back home, get my old gal soon I got a map to the highway, baby Movin' on down the line You a high-priced chick, and I got to let you go I love you, baby, you think I good price Yeah, baby, I got to let you go That's why I am goin' back home, get

Oh darling I'm crazy after all these years Bitterblue, Bitterblue Breaking up is hard to do Bitterblue you know that I'm too Proud to cry I can't take my eyes off you And that's no way to say goodbye I'll take the train to nowhere This love is a sacrifice