so indifferent even if I did? Needs and wants sort it out please just once know what counts everything comes down to our needs and wants Needs and wants
x2] And now I know I'm looking good and no need to frontin' All eyes on me I must be working somethin' 'Bout to hit the floor so tell me who want it
back Bring me two extension chords I'mma measure my d-ck sh-t I need 6 inches more F-ck my dicks big b-tch Need I remind you that I don't need the f-cking
the beat back bring me two extension chords I’mma measure my dick shit i need 6 inches more f-ck my dicks big b-tch need I remind you that I don’t need
, runnin together and blurred spurts Hang with male shovenest pigs and perverts Who point water pistols at women and squirt shirts Been a bad boy since diapers and
want to slit your throat The next I want to sex. You make me crazy, the way we act like 2 maniacs in the sac We fuck like 2 jackrabbits And maybe that
regular Tell me what you want, shawty that's what I'ma give to ya I need you to give what I need, I want the liquor and weed I need you to maybe give
on time I'm lookin' to spread my wings and party Everything and for everybody Give me space, no time alone It's like our hearts don't match no more Still anything that you want
need to go out to life and look Coz... what happens when they take your material You already sold your soul and its... [Chorus] You say that time is money and
named Lenny Kravitz We tearin it down and blowin the spot in the Jacob Javitz However you wanna do it grab the gas and the matches and start the fire
and did everythin to please ya I don't even want to see ya, the sight of you is givin me a fever Think I need a breather, need ya to give me space and
't give a trill rapper the mic Cause he gon' kick that realness and trill ish that they like (like) And the street credibility gon' match to the hype (
you done rolled through some hoods, There's some girls that look good, But, you ain't never seen a girl look so fly like, And you partied, and have hugs And
shirt, Gucci Slacks, and a Gucci bag to match it Tell me you remember that baby girl, but lady never mind that Can I take you out later? And here's my
like this With so much class and so much hips Got me feeling right And I ain`t worried about the things she do Cuz she the type that don`t need a crew And
my bike You're on my mind all the time and my rhyme's redefined Secret letters to you and they're boldly signed By me because I love you and I always will And
it, I’m j. I want cash and checks, I want diamond rings. I want jewels on my neck and mad fly things. I want a stack of fat chips, so I can go on long
a loose bolt of a complete machine What a match: I’m half doomed and you’re silly sweet So boycott love Detox just to retox And I’d promise you
