Career opportunities, the ones that never knock Every job they offer you is to keep you out the dock They offered me the office, offered me the shop They said I'd better take anything they'd got Do you wanna make tea at the BBC? Do you wanna be, do you

Yeah, paradise yeah Its somewhere that I never been before Yeah, I just wanna be there when I wake up Yeah, like you better with no make up Baby you like me, like the way you stay clean All this alexander wang, all this alexander mcqueen You doing your

And no message could have been any clearer If you wanna make the world a better place Take a look at yourself and then make a change I'm starting with the man in the mirror I'm asking him to change his ways Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na I'm starting with

In my pink sunglasses Always makes the world look a little bit better You can try 'em anytime you need a change of the weather When I'm walking by, I wanna roll my eyes In my pink sunglasses, pink sunglasses My pink sunglasses I put 'em on whenever I sit

I wanna fold clothes for you I wanna make you feel good Baby I wanna do the right thing Feels so much better than the wrong thing I said I wanna fold clothes for you It's the simple things, it's the simple things Niggas from the hood is the best actors

The good, the bad, and the dirty Oh woah oh woah oh, oh woah oh If you wanna start a fight You better throw the first punch Make it a good one And if ya wanna make it through the night You better say my name like I'm gonna keep getting underneath you

Gon' make me broke The way you make that tushy roll No I ain't wearin' no cape baby Way you make that tushy roll Betty Crocker, got the cakes baby Come serve it up for me though But tonight I'm your hero (I know, I know) Say she wanna get up Want a nigga

What do you mean When you nod your head yes But you wanna say no But you tell me to go Said we’re running out of time Better make up your mind What do you mean, hey When you don’t want me to move Oh, what do you mean

'Cause words ain't good enough, ow Better than words I don't know how else to sum it up It's better than words There's no way I can explain your love, no I can't explain your love, no You make me wanna More than a feeling

Come and put your name on it Cake, cake, cake, cake Put your name on it Cake, cake, cake, cake, cake Cake, cake, cake I'mma make you my bitch And it's not even my birthday Bet you wanna put your name on it