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

He isn't what he should be They're just I just think he could be A son of a gun There's a boy in the world Who doesn't follow the crowd Doesn't do what he's told to That's why he's allowed to Stay job as a diver

One, two, three, four, five, that's the countdown 'til I slide (slide) When shit get tense, we twist up and we get fried Pork and rinds, how I grew up on my side Ain't no fence just a hundred acres wide Know what I'm saying, know what I'm saying Know

That's how we do Uh huh uh huh What you always say, and what you do, it don't matter, long as we go Every every day we always play, we alway with some classy

I think it's gonna be one of those days I'm doing everything right, stepping into the light, that's what I've been waiting for I've got your hand in mine, we're gonna wake up to what we've been waiting for Hey, all my sisters and brothers Hey, one foot

That's all right. What you call me? You didn't! You don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats. Well I tell you one dog-gone thing. It makes me feel good to know one thing. I know I'm a lover. Matter of opinion. That's all right, Mama was. Papa too.

If that's what you wanna do (oh, yeah) And love me (yeah) And hey, would you Like to look outside sometimes? (No) I'm just with my friends online And there's things we'd like to change Next thing you'll find you're reading 'bout yourself On a plane,

I am not perfect and I don't claim to be And if that's what you wanted Well then I'm so sorry How about a better version of the way that I am? Excuse the mess I didn't see you from behind I caught a glimpse But the reflection's only mine

Ohh, huh, that's how it's goin down huh? You niggaz hit me like that in the fuckin back? In the fuckin back?! Bitches!! ARF, ARF!! (WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?!) This how we do bitch niggaz, f'real I'm tryin to let you niggaz know how the fuck it's goin

Just a lil' bit (Do you think about me) Do you think about me? Every now and then God damn girl, we used to be friends I know you think about me, You think about money when you think about me huh, That's what my ex, my ex you don't want to be her, She