The deepest gray forever lives inside of me But I am not afraid for I have lived this agony And so my patience thins Could blood not be so sweet Or flow enough to sustain Two hundred nine tomorrow's rise And I'm alone again Please not this way So sweet

I bless the rains down in Africa It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do Gonna take some time to do the things we never had (ooh, ooh) I hear the drums echoing tonight But she hears only

I'mma smooth young nigga, Balmain's and Margiela's Bout a hundred thou on me, I'm hurting these suckas feelings What do you prove when you making 'em all jealous? I'm allergic to broke niggas 'cause all we know is get it, ayy I'm allergic to broke niggas

Right at you And I'm aiming right at you Two hundred fifty thousand miles on a clear night in June I'm a space bound rocket ship and your heart's the moon Without you We touch I feel a rush It isn't much but its enough to make me wonder what's in store

(Gon' getchya, gon' shake ya) Hump de bump doop bodu Bump de hump doop bodu Bump de hump doop bop Hump de bump doop bop It must have been a hundred miles It's not about the smile you wear but The way we make out

Count my green (my green) Or get in between (those titties) Like my women (like what?) Thick and pretty (pretty and thick) Like my money (woo) Thick and pretty (thick and pretty) Money and bad bitches Hundreds and fifties (fifties) Bitches with titties

Ask how many nights I've been thinking of you, zero, zero (Zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero) Gave a hundred percent but all I got from you, zero, zero I thought you were the one, then you turned around Found somebody

Meet me underneath the Oklahoma sky How long has it taken me to find you? Five hundred year, five hundred thousand miles It don't matter now, love's always on time Lightening flashed, everything went silence A feather could have knocked me to the floor A

I bless the rains down in Africa There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do Gonna take some time to do the things we never had It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you (I bless the rain) I hear the drums echoing tonight But she hears

Tell me that the pussy is mine, yeah Tell me that that pussy is mine, ooh Is just like me Keep it one hundred babe We both know, I'm not the only one But when I'm there, you treat a nigga And that's probably why I always come, yeah