Don't you lie to me Now don't you lie to me Because it makes me mad I get evil as a man can be That you loved me long time ago You don't want him no more There's two kind of people I just can't stand Evil-hearted woman

Don't throw it all away, our love, our love Don't throw it all away, our love Maybe I don't want to know the reason why But lately you don't talk to me Darling I can't see me in your eyes I hold you near but you're so far away And it's losing you I can't

I'm all the way up Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up All the way up Shorty what you want? I got what you need Shorty what you want? Shorty what you need? My niggas run the game, we ain't ever leavin' Countin' up this money, we ain't never sleepin'

Well, well, well, so I can die easy Here they come In my time of dying, want nobody to mourn All I want for you to do is take my body home Well, well, well, so I can die easy Jesus, gonna make up/out siviers Jesus, gonna make up my dyin' bed Meet me,

Yeah, I'm a freak 'Cause I'm a freak The way you're poppin' and droppin' All over me No, I don't want you to stop it Baby, I can't lie When you move like that I got a one track mark In night, I just imagine how you put your love on me

Do you want to ride or die Come with me Hail Mary nigga run quick see What do we have here now La dadada, la la la la If it's on then it's on, we break beat-breaks Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate? To this shit I don't got be the shit I gotta

Can't you help me as I'm startin' to burn (all alone) Too many doses and I'm starting to get an attraction My confidence is leaving me on my own (all alone) No one can save me and you know I don't want the attention Caught here in a fiery blaze, won't

I wanna go home with you Home with you Why don't we find somewhere quiet? Too many cooks in the kitchen Too many fools here listening Yeah, we can do whatever you want to Come on and set the mood Yeah, we can go as slow as you want to

I want to roll away the stone Teach me Lord that righteous way Early one morning here as I look at across a worn out plain Dust bowl memories you can hear me shout See that gate down yonder road, which one will I follow? I lose my shackles here Tell me

Your lips taste like sangria We're buzzing like that no vacancy sign out front Your skin is begging to be kissed by a little more than the sun You take my hand in yours, you lean in and Only thing I want to do tonight Is drink you like a Spanish wine Let