You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight You gotta strike when the

Just wanna stay up all night with you Living up in the air Living don't get you there I'll keep it moving Don't wait for nothing now Gotta keep it moving If you don't really care If you got the time to take it up there When you get the rhythm and words

This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (What you want) I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it Miss me with that bullshit (Bullshit) You ain't really wild, you a tourist (A tourist) I be blackin' out with the purist (The purist) I made a hundred

Oooah oooah, what you want boy? Are you into me boy or are you into someone else? Like maybe that boy, cause you know I never can tell, ooh boy I really wanna be your girl so I gotta know know know know Cause you’re hanging around with him bare Oooah

So what if I wake up with a attitude? You assuming that I must be mad at you You don't wanna deal with it, deal with it You gotta be real with, real with it You wanna leave but you're just in your feels With that good bad behaviour (good good good, good

Can I drive your Daddy's Lambo? Take me up to Beverly Hills to your Daddy's mansion Lights, camera, action I've seen you partying with keel, entertainment channel One thing I gotta know Your Daddy's Lambo? Let me see Hollywood for real You really in

Baby it's cold outside I really can't stay (Baby it's cold outside) I gotta go away (Baby it's cold outside) This evening has been (Been hoping that you'd dropped in) So very nice (I'll hold your hands they're just like ice) My mother will start to worry

You'll never know Boy you gotta (yep, yep) Now you'll never know But if you woul'da manned up, Put your hand up, stand up, tell me how you really felt Then maybe it'd be different If you spoke I would've listened, but now I'm with somebody else And he

If there's beef cock it and dump it The drama really means nothing to me I'll ride by and blow ya brains out There's no time to cock it, no way you can stop it When niggas run up on you with them thangs out I do what I gotta do, I don't care I if get

You ain't gotta leave Put you in a room But you can't sleep with me Every time I come and fuck with you You make up all the rules You ought to do it Just because our car's moving Are you in my fucking corner for real? Or, are you plotting to kill?