Tell me how do we get it back To the beginning Tell me baby How do I get back to you Yeah tell me baby How do I get back to you Get back to you Yeah tell me
you take your spell away Tell me who I am and tell me where I go My brain begins to swim but I don't know Tell me who I am and tell me where I go I don
just how it really means Dear to me, yes-sirree It's dear to me, yes-sirree Can't you see why I'm gonna lose These old Basin Street blues Oh, I wanna
rain and it?s the same, same old blues It?s the rain and it?s the same old blues Yes, yes, it?s the rain and it?s the same, the same old blues, yeah
on (Work out for me, work out for me) Straight up now tell me do you really wanna love me forever? Oh, oh, oh Or is it just a hit and run Well, Straight up I tell
tool shawty Say they gangsta's but they ain't never made the news shawty Call me St Lou' cause I'm giving you the blues shawty If you see me in the Lamb
got brown eyes like no one else Baby, make it to me Again and again, again, again, again, again Never stop Again and again, again, again, again, again Never stop, oh They tell me
far away, how did I lose my way? Even though we're worlds apart You were always in my heart everyday You could travel far and wide Fly across the blue
back swerving like I'm George Jones Smoke rolling out the window An ice cold beer sitting in the console Memory lane up in the headlights Has got me
brain Yes, I would die for you, baby But you won't do the same No, no, no, no Black, black, black and blue, beat me 'til I'm numb Tell the devil I
(I can never fall in Love) The blue gangsta You've tricked me nine to five, left and you said crime People telling me, you've got another guy I've been abused, watch me
the gray clouds turn to blue skies I know it's hard, baby, believe me That we can't go nowhere but up From here, my dear Baby, we can go nowhere but up Tell me
a different paddler Told me that I had to get commercialized If I was gonna fit in with the show, no Don't want no one telling me I got to I move in
me everywhere I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicanos Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's Took it to my stash spot, 560 State Street Catch me
(Cat:Yeah!) I like to talk about food, 'Cuz it's my favorite thing to do, Every treat from yellow to blue, red to green, so lets all sing! (Chorus) Tell me
Tell me, do you want it? Wanna know what it's like to be me? Picture me wildin', fiendin', reaching for tools Straight flipping, losing my cool Now picture me
your hands to this Because I came too far for me to be bouswar It's a Bentley to you, to me it's a blue car So Branson pass me a jar 'Cause these cats
Now, who's hot who not Tell me who rock who sell out in the stores You tell me who flopped who copped the blue drop Who jewels got robbed who's mostly