Ten, nine, eight, seven, six Five, four, three, two, one, yay! Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit Need to stop talkin' shit and give us more, more Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit Need to stop talkin' shit and give us more, more Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit Need to stop talkin' shit and give us more, more Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit Need to stop talkin' shit and give us more, more, more Kiss the shoulder, hop in the Corolla These bitches talkin' shit like the bottom of porta-potties Bright ass yellow teeth, you a shit talker, gossip Legs movin' like a salsa dancer Drunk, fallin' out ya car like a flaccid dick Aww, man, god damn, what the fuck wrong with ya? Say it to my face, pussy ass boy Need a Altoid for your hot breath, life a hot mess Pop your biceps, cue the roid rage I think I got like five more albums inside my mind This that shit, that do or die, make your grandmama cry Keep some baggy jeans on me, keep a Billie Jean on me Got that New Orleans on me, smellin' like a queen to ya Cu–cu–cucumber lemonade, I need somethin' fresh today Barber make the texture fade, actin' out like it's charades Strawberry sweater fleece, baby, give me somethin' sweet We don't gotta be discreet, moonwalkin' between the seats Hit on that beat and then stop (Ahh!) Hop on that booty like who the hell cutie Like I don't know cootie, my momma ain't raise no bitch ass Ain't no kiss ass, ain't no– Get the fuck out of my face now Get the fuck out of my way now You are so far off my level, stop! In the barber shop with my niggas, ay I ain't never soft for my nigga, ay I ain't never copy no nigga, ay So quit talkin', bitch nigga, (Quit yo' talkin', bitch) ay Ay, I wanna buy a Jeep, ay, that's my energy Trilogy, that's history, Southside, baby, rest in peace! Uh, lordy, lordy, testify, yeah Got explosives in my mind, yeah Search for feelin's I can't find, yeah I'm a ghost because I grind, yeah Made a deal with Father Time, yeah Told me "Find a way to shine", yeah I can make you live forever All you gotta do is dance until you die, yeah Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit Need to stop talkin' shit and give us more, more Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit Need to stop talkin' shit and give us more, more Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit Need to stop talkin' shit and give us more, more Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit Need to stop talkin' shit and give us more, more, more Ten, nine, eight, seven, six Five, four, three, two, one, yay!

Give it a rest I'm quite aware It was a doomed affair, from the start Everyone told me to stay away It's just a game she plays, with her heart But I'm a man made of flesh and blood Oh god just give me, love's what I crave And as she goes walking out the door She turned to me once more, and she sang I don't break hearts, no that's not me I don't break hearts, I destroy them I don't break hearts, no that's not me I don't break hearts, I destroy them Now I'm alone sitting in the park Sitting in the dark, trying to breath Everyone tells me to carry on The damages are done, set me free I was a man made of flesh and blood Oh now just dirt and mud in my veins I know she left, but she's haunting me I hear her mocking me, as she sings I don't break hearts, no that's not me I don't break hearts, I destroy them I don't break hearts, no that's not me I don't break hearts, I destroy them I don't break, I don't break I don't break hearts, I destroy them I don't break, I don't break I don't break hearts, I destroy them Hey! Hey! Oh! Oh! Hey! Hey! Oh! Oh! I don't break hearts, no that's not me I don't break hearts, I destroy them I don't break hearts, no that's not me I don't break hearts, I destroy them I don't break, I don't break I don't break hearts, I destroy them I don't break, I don't break I don't break hearts, I destroy them

I wanna know Do you even feel it? Do you even feel it now? And you're not alone So don't be hesitatin' for my lovin' Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah Oh, I'm down on my knees Mercy, whoa, whoa, whoa, baby Preach Mm, teach me, baby, teach, ah, ah, ah So, preach it, baby, preach Soul lovin', do the soul lovin' (Preach it, baby) You gotta say Nothing too specific You know I'll get it anyway A hip's gotta sway So shake it like your mama in '73, yeah Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah Oh, I'm down on my knees Mercy, whoa, whoa, whoa, baby Preach Mm, teach me, baby, teach, ah, ah, ah So, preach it, baby, preach Soul lovin', do the soul lovin' (Preach it, baby, preach) ha, ah, oh, ha, ah, ah (Preach it, baby, preach) ha, ah, oh, ha, ah, ah (Preach it, baby, preach) ha, ah, oh, ha, ah, ah (Preach it, baby, preach) ah, ah, ah Shout it from the rooftop, scream it from the pulpit Yell it 'til I hear you, sell it like you bought it, and Shout it from the rooftop, scream it from the pulpit Yell it 'til I hear you, ain't no doubt about it, yeah (Ah, ah) (Ah, ah) woo-ooh (Ah, ah) Whoa, whoa, whoa, baby Preach Mm, teach me, baby, teach, ah, ah, ah So, preach it, baby, preach Soul lovin', do the soul lovin' Whoa, whoa, whoa, baby Preach (ha, ah, oh, ha, ah, ah) (Preach it, baby, preach) ha, ah, oh, ha, ah, ah (Preach it, baby, preach) ha, ah, oh, ha, ah, ah (Preach it, baby, preach) ah, ah, ah

I'm underwater So dark and blue A deeper-shaded hue Come join me under Free as can be Here, everywhere Just fold me up, like I'm origami Hold me so close, you can feel my heartbeat It got so damn simple Lips and and blow a whistle Need me, just whistle Fall into pieces Float to the ground When you are not around Just keep me with you Stay pocket-sized Here, everywhere, in the stars, in the air Keep me close, let it show Just fold me up, like I'm origami Hold me so close, you can feel my heartbeat It got so damn simple Lips and and blow a whistle Need me, just whistle Just whistle Just whistle Need me, just whistle Just whistle Need me, just whistle (Just fold me up, like I'm origami) Just whistle (Hold me so close, you can feel my heartbeat) Need me, just whistle (It got so damn simple) Just whistle (Lips and and blow a whistle) Need me, just whistle

Oh no, there she goes Dressed up in daddy's clothes Quick, while he's still away Slip into his shoes Zip up them denim blues Let yourself fade away Walk to your front door Meet me by my old house Wait there by the side And I think I'm into you, but what am I into? Girl, are you a guy? And I can't see us walking down the aisle How does it look through other people's eyes? How does it feel with someone else's thighs? I just can't relate 'cause I don't feel the same I am waiting, I am ready I can't see us walking down the aisle Crashing private parts Electric plastic skin Truth is on the tongue Come on and slip it in I just can't relate 'cause I don't feel the same I am waiting, I am ready Oh no, there she goes Dressed up in daddy's clothes Quick, while he's still away Slip into his shoes Zip up them denim blues Let yourself fade away