Hangin' out the passenger side of his best friend's ride Trying to holla at me A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me I don't want no scrub No, I don't want no scrub Oh yes son, I'm talking to you So no, I don't want your number No, I don't want

Gettin' money is what I do Gettin' money is what I do, thought you knew The hustle continues Gettin' money is, gettin' money is Put your mind to, something you want Getin' money is, gettin' money is It come true I remember all the nights on different

And things are a changin' That we can remain the same All I'm trying to say is our love don't have to change No it don't have to change I want to go back (ooh) (Aah) times is hard (times is hard) I pray to God Do you remember (ooh) Oh do you remember

I'm getting this nigga in the morning He gon' think he been chiefin' just too long when He see me in the evenin' Want to catch all these feelin' Well let me be the first to get mine Yeah, you feelin’ on top now, getting that money nigga? (You sold your

I want you to be the one that's on my mind On my mind, on my mind I want you to be there on a Monday night Tuesday night, every night Are you gonna be the one that's on my mind? 3-6-5, all the time I want you to be the one to stay And give me the night

I wanna thank you I want to thank you for being so nice now I want to thank you for giving me my pride Sweet kisses too And everything you do I know I'll never find another one like you If I prove my love it won't be true Oh my my darling How can I

This time I want it all Giving you all my heart This time I'll take the chance This time I'll be your man I can be all you need This time it's all of me Showing you all the cards Ran into you yesterday Memories rushed through my brain

You say you're livin' on the edge and I think you're hangin' from a ledge Too scared to hold the hand that wants to help you up Are you still a bullet in your daddy's gun Don't forget boy you're your mama's only son She's at home and she's been praying

Through the middle of the night unknown And I'll ride The sun has opened up my eyes And I don't want to leave your side For that lonesome road But here I go Climbing back behind the wheel of 50 feet of chrome and steel and a load They need in Chicago

Life of the party So I guess I’ll be the life Everybody singing along to my songs Taking my shots, throwing them back Acting like you ain’t gone But I don’t want em to know I’m all alone And I ain’t got nobody I don’t want em to see I'm dying inside