my heart for ya Starin' at my eyes they ain't shot, wide open Gotta love forming in my life, for another day And I thank you for some other doing, just
, don't wanna play 'Cause boy, I'm grown and ya damn near twice my age So tell me what's happening So let me know just why I'm feeling strange Just let me
on me i aint trying to get a tan? and this the last time he'll have me crying in my hands so im heading to the club to try and find me a man. bitch
ring? Man, me and my niggas nutted on her everything (Charlie Wilson) And let me hear you say ahhhh Va-va-va-va-va-va Va-va-va-va-va-va Let me hear
way about me I don't, I need a piano player Ah, just like the old days You're not gonna change keys On me are yah? Uh huh, oh I'm gonna get you (You
and all night hop And what they do is ooh boppa dap Ole Hammer Brown from way across town Gets full of corn and starts Bringing them down and at the
Of me, myself, and I The vacuum is picturesque For those who can pass the test I may be turning blue I may have some work to do But try me Tri -me
heart Oh, the way you're playing that piano I got a Mozart of my own The way you're running up and down those keys Sounds like a symphony to me Oh,
When I was a growing boy A-rocking on my daddy's knee Daddy took an old guitar and sang Bury me on the lone prairie Uncle Bob sat at the piano My girl
what I want and where I'm wanted" But you came in whistling, "I'll go if you'll go" And I was waiting around to play like an old piano And honey, I
key to my heart But you ain't gonna need it, I'd rather you open up my body And show me secrets, you didn't know was inside No need for me to lie It'
all Soft hair and a velvet tongue I want to give you what you give to me and every breath that is in your lungs is a tiny little gift to me is a tiny
dollar Mic or dim the lights and do my thing in the dark Look Ma' I'm on some Bobby McFerrin Did I mention I had me a bass guitar Its a fretless though And a throwback piano
my neighbor doped up got the cable hooked up. All channels lift my shirt all Mammal you ship off keys and we ship Grand Pianos. sawed off shotgun hand
and bones Don't condone, spit bank loans and homegrown Suckers break like turbo and ozone When I, grab the broom, moon-walk platoon hawk my goons bark
to find the pieces And the absence of cement No one ever told me about the right way to love And no one ever showed me what we're supposed to be made
me really far The last thing on my mind Is to give a fuck about the ties or kind On my mind [Piano Interlude] Well,you are a rich kid with a rich mom and
In other way, we givin' them a show Keys to the ignition and step on the gas (Let's go) And bust a bottle and pour me a shot in my glass (Let's go)