No one, no one, no one Oh oh oh oh Can get in the way of what I'm feeling Can get in the way of what I feel for you, you, you You and me together Through the days and nights I don't worry 'cause Everything's going to be alright People keep talking they

Well up here's the window sitting way up high I can't look up enough to see the sky There ain't no good light here below Don't want no preacher man to come around I don't need him to lay my burden down Alright, I told Jesus everything I know When it's

Thinking you could live without me Baby, I'm the one who put you up there Tell me how's it feel sittin' up there Feeling so high but too far away to hold me You know I'm the one who put you up there Name in the sky Does it ever get lonely? I don't know

Now now now now, c'mon This is how we do it, when we do it like we just wanna tear the club up We do it like ain't nuttin to it, the way we do it Now e'rybody put your fuckin hands up - let's go Hey! Go 'head and have a party if you want to Hey! Go 'head

(maybach music, its deeper than the verse baby, its deeper than the rap). Doing a 150 miles and running, Get up in the way then you know that I'm gunning, Laff about the doe but really ain't nothing funny, Getting rich in a rush, Yeah you know us, We

I Like the Way she do it I Like the Way she do it, She put her back into it Then she drop it low, to gets the doe Let that ass drop, like my '64 I suppose to blow, you suppose to know Not to go against me or it R.I.P

I love, I love, love, love, love Get away from me, if I was you, I'd watch what you say to me Snakes all in my bed, wanna lay with me? This ain't no motherfuckin' game, why you play with me? Don't play with me, this the only thing I love, don't play with

And it doesn't look that way to me It's in my eyes You tell me you like the taste You just need an excuse You tell me it calms your nerves You just think it looks cool You tell me you want to be different You just change for the same

I love the things you do It's how you do the things you love I love the way you get me If I'm wrong Not a love song But correct me This is not a love song (it's not a love song) Well it's not a love song, not a love song This is not a love song, not a

Woe to the down pressers They'll eat the bread of sorrow They'll eat the bread of sad tomorrow Guiltiness (talking about guiltiness) These are the big fish (these are the big fish) Who always try to eat down the small fish To materialize their every wish