prose. It?s such a shame when you each look my way. And I can?t get myself to explain why every time that I try to describe to you what I am, Because
, too late? I hope it's not too late, too late (x2) I hope it's not too late I hope it's not too late The last thing I wanna hear is too late Tell me
sexy She's so beautiful And I tell her everyday Oh, you know, you know, you know I'd never ask you to change If perfect's what you're searching for,
nigga that you think you found And since you picked up I know he's not around" (Are you drunk right now?) I'm just sayin', you could do better Tell me have you
-poker face, p-p-poker face (Mum mum mum mah) I won't tell you that I love you Kiss or hug you Cause I'm bluffin' with my muffin I'm not lying I'm just
I'll play the one that's on his heart Oh, oh, oh I'll get him hot, show him what I've got Oh, oh, oh I'll get him hot, show him what I've got Can't
you I'ma tell you one time (girl I love, girl I love you) I'ma tell you one time (girl I love, girl I love you) You look so deep You know that it humbles
here? I should diggity-ask you the same And she sang Hey, boys I want you both I hope that you think that's cool (Say word?) I know most guys won't
face She's got to love nobody I won't tell you that I love you, kiss or hug you 'Cause I'm bluffin' with my muffin I'm not lyin', I'm just stunnin'
you down on me, put it down on me Say you independent, get it from your momma Tell me if you with it, do you really wanna, wanna? Baby, when you see me, you know I
daddy said just come home I might as well come back to your own you go out wanderin every night you act a fool it just ain't right. I'll tell ya what
's all she wrote All she wrote, all she wrote I said it's over with, that's all she wrote All she wrote, all she wrote Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she
, you you, I could be your girlfriend Hey hey, you you, I know that you like me No way, no way, you know it's not a secret Hey hey, you you, I want to
power or money if I recall It's to give, I guess, I'll pass it on Mother thinks it'll lift the stress of Babylon Mother knows, my mother she suffered blows I
she brought you down You say you're fine, I know you better than that Hey, what ya doing with a girl like that? She wears high heels, I wear sneakers She
leavin' It's just the wrong dance that'll leave you not breathin' I'm not particularly proud of this predicament but I'm born and bred in this tenement, I'm sentimental, what
's a game, but it's not fair I break the rules, so I don't care So I keep doin' my own thing Walkin' tall against the rain Victory's within the mile