I miss your voice
You were my first never second choice
Don't need a roster long as I gotcha
Up in smoke like a rasta
You were the twist in my life's plot
Make it on without you I might not
Girl why you have to lead me on?
I said I need you hun
When I stand around you said my knees are done
Heaving a ton cuz' I'm so sick and nervous
All I want to do is show you how round my girth is
Maybe eventually help show you what giving birth is
And make your shoulder hurt from how heavy the cash in your purse is
Yeah I just want to spoil you
Show you how royal you are
Take a joyride in the car
Lordy we done came far
Yeah a long way from that K-Mart
Please don't break my heart
But we still got time
I got the bill this time
Took a ticket and we're still in line
On this ride of life
It's a roller coaster
I need a Gal I can brag and boast for
Coffee organic ain't no average roast sir
Cooking cabbage, chopped raddish and cloves burn
Stick them in the pot
Luigi the way I shoot maybe, probably not
Leave a bruise on her ass
Mr. Two first names I refuse to be last
When it comes to writing songs brother I'm that dude
Yes my pen is huge
Rude boy like I'm in Jamaica
All around the world I'll take ya
Her beauty so natural don't need any makeup
Keep it so classy like Anchor man
I just thank my fans
All my days ones who knew when I was nameless
The mirror is where the of blame is
Closed like a case
I still dream of your face
You're the type of person that I want to stay over at my place
You're the type of person no one can replace