God I love the sweet taste of India Lingers on the tip of my tongue Gotta know that what's gotten into you Any cat man do when it's done Just lookin' for a little taste (A Taste Of India) She'll steal the smile right off your face Gotta love the sweet

Ohh, in the spotlight When you feel like I've been, You and your friend Everybody jump in, look at us now In the spotlight, No matter what's on the outside, Get it with your inside Open your eyes, duties of the spotlight On the floor

Look, rudeboy, I've been the man Even when I was in the pram Way before your Insta bang Furthermore, before that Instagram I'm just tryna get love, when I'm in Japan I make the girl dem sing for man Every MC wanna spin the man But I kill a soundboy like

Please just try to read between the lines What's going on, what's going on When I look into the mirror there's another gun When I tell you I'll be fine I still want you by my side Where's my comfort in the undefined What is the poison inside of me The

Lie down in your bed, your bed of lies Do you ever think of me when you lie? And I knew better than to look in your eyes They only pretend you would be mine You had me caught in every web that you weaved But do you ever think of me when you lie? And oh

Oh-woah-woah, I, I can't wait to see you again The last time I freaked out I just kept looking down I st-st-stuttered when you asked me what I'm thinking about Felt like I couldn't breathe You asked what's wrong with me My best friend Lesley said, "Oh,

And the way you look tonight And that laugh wrinkles your nose Keep that breathless charm Won't you please arrange it? 'Cause I love you Just the way you look tonight Some day, when I'm awfully low When the world is cold I will feel a glow just thinking

This what Sauga feels like in the night time That smile on your face Makes it easy to trust you Watch what she doin' when the light shine Drunk niggas tryin' a talk in the strip club Shawty silhouette looks like a dolla sign Caught up (caught up) Thats

(Cum girl, I'm tryna get your pussy wet) Uh, ba-back that ass Girl, you look good when you back that ass Girl, you look good, make me spend that cash Giddy up, and giddy up, and giddy up and giddy up and Giddy up and giddy up, and giddy up, and giddy up

Look what I did Look what you've done When I ventured In the jungle Listen I ain't going back I guess I made the right choice It's all in the head Master it then, done I ain't from Miami