?Andale! ?Andale! It's your boy TobyMac With the Group 1 Crew (?Andale! ?Andale!) What you got, B? What you got girl? Come on I've heard life is like
reason to stop this we got this ain't nothing like us so listen in close and rewind this close and rewind it we got what you wanted magnetic tones you love
Your love, love, love (I need Your love, I need Your love) (I need Your love) I need Your love, love, love (I need Your love, I need Your love) (I need Your love
You can always lean on me Yeah, I know the way things turned out Yeah, weren't exactly how you planned them out Just know I'm here to hear you out Before
love if my souls been torn A broken vessel, you call it a master piece No eye can see how deeply You're in love with me Honestly I can't love me how You love
up, turn it up I remember them days When my momma would tell me Said, "You're too busy runnin' 'round Need to calm down, always lookin' for love" Go slow She told me, "Love
sense to foolishly pass it by So I'm taking a rainbow up to the 5th floor Steppin out to see that you're really worth more and I See our love in 3d
outta space love, outta space love I need that love, love, bigger, bigger, love, bigger, love I need that outta space love, outta space love And if this
So let's have some action You can find me in a black SC goin' over 60 With the windows down Anybody thinkin', ooh who's he? Wit the do-do-dope beat Tell me, what's that sound? G1
you wanna move, I know you do But it's a fact that all I want is Our message to come through, you know we do Yeah, now it's the time for the Crew to
can't understand why I say All those hurtful things about myself, my insecurities They don't seem to just go away And it's hard for me to understand you loving
Thank God it's Friday and it's 3 p.m. I'm steady glancin' at the clock, it's almost time for the weekend I grab my iphone, post a status for my friends
selection ready? Man fuck it Let's hit em up with Another Love Song Yeah they'll probably like the pussy shit Uhh Another Love Song bitch Ok ladies and
myself Now you haters wanna crowd my space Hundred grand all in your face, motherfucker better fix ya face For they butterfly-stich ya face If ya bitch outta
500, she'll let you claim her kids on your taxes (yea) Ass-backwards, nicknamed her Stupido (stupido) Now you at Summer Jam bein' a groupie hoe (groupie