Damn, I got these bitches on lock doh They drag me in the house and then they lock door They fighting for the number one spot though, whoa I got these bitches on lock doh Man have got, damn, I've got And I got, 'cause man have got 10 o'clock that man are

Oh things ain't what they used to be, no no Whoa, ah, mercy mercy me Where did all the blue skies go? Poison is the wind that blows from the north and south and east Whoa mercy, mercy me, Oil wasted on the oceans and upon our seas, fish full of mercury

Well I'm a lover not a fighter So I kiss that girl and say goodbye now 'Cause I came for kicks not for arguments No whoa oh oh 'Cause I'm a lover not a fighter Leave a message after the beep Somebody fill in the gaps, somebody fill in the dots I feel

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh I done drank codeine from a broken whiskey glass I done popped my pills and I smoked my share of grass Slaved for the man and I broke my fuckin' back So you can take your nine-to-five and shove it up your ass And I

(Chicka) No! Ladies in the club like Whoa! (Whoa) Turn a nigga down like Oh! (no!) We open up they mind like yo (yo) Cause, you can't touch me T-M-Royce 5

Together we cry Together we cry! Whoa oh whoa oh whoa Jenny was a poor girl Living in a rich world Named her baby Hope when she was just fourteen She was hoping for a better world For this little girl But the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree

Give me some room, give me some room, give me the juice Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, give me the juice Whoa, Joyner, Joyner, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, I done did a lot of things in my day, I admit it I don't take back what I say, if I said it then I

Heard they tryna steal the wave, cut it out, cut it out Spicy mamis on the way, bust it down, bust it down Saw my watch, she love the way I flood it out, ayy Talk to me nice, show you what these Bentley 'bout, whoa Pipe down, throwin' up shots First we

With a suitcase in my hand It had two lights on behind Well I followed her, to the station Yeah, I followed her to the station Whoa, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell When all your love's in vain When the train, come in the station I looked her in the

I know you send me Honest you do Darling you send me At first I thought it was infatuation But woo, it's lasted so long Now I find myself wanting To marry you and take you home Honest you do, honest you do Honest you do, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh