Some boys got the look of a Greek Adonis Some boys try to talk you off your feet Some boys they're gods gift to woman Some boys think they're sweet enough to eat Try to change the habit of a lifetime Don't even try Cause when you cut down deeper than the icing You realise What you get is what you see Ain't nothing more to it And if you wanna love a woman like me It takes a man to do it If what you get is what you see Then I don't want your kind of love Some guys got lips that you can't help kissing And some guys got a smile you can't resist Some guys gotta build a reputation They just wanna add you to the list You got a lot of physical attraction I can't deny But can you guarantee me satisfaction While I'm still waiting, waiting, waiting... What you get is what you see Ain't nothing more to it And if you wanna love a woman like me It takes a man to do it If what you get is what you see Then I don't want your kind of love So let me see your cards on the table Before I buy I always read the writing on the label So give me reason to believe there's more to you than meets the eye

Band Let the BandPlay I know you heard about me, what you see is what you get I'm a Memphis nigga, so I gotta keep a .10 She got turned on, panties came off when she got in the Benz All of my real niggas family, Franklin and Jackson my friends If I say I'm wit' you, I'm wit' you all the way to the end (for real, though) Big Boo, I miss you, wish I could relive that night again (for real, though) We in the club, geeked on the lean, you rollin' hard on ecstasy The last time I kicked the whip, my dawg in mind, that shit been stressin' me (damn) Is that you up there? Keep tellin' God, "Keep blessin' me" (gotta be you) Ms on Ms, but I keep that FN right next to me (hey, hey) I come from shit, that's why I ball on them so heavily (for real, though) Stack it, flip it, stack it again, that's my recipe (uh) We made the rules, then broke the rules, we do what we want, lil' nigga (ayy) These diamonds just keep gettin' bigger (whew) Ice cold like the winter (whew), her name, no, I don't remember (nah) I see a big bag of money when I look in the mirror (it's Dolph) Baby, what you see is what you get I'm a street nigga, but I'm rich (rich, rich, rich, rich) Nigga, what you see is what you get We in the Maybach truck, ridin' with them sticks (sticks, sticks, sticks, sticks, fuck) Baby, what you see is what you get (yeah) I just put a house on my wrist (wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist) Uh, nigga, what you see is what you get I done fucked around and hit a lick (lick, lick, lick, lick) Ayy (what the fuck?), woah I know you heard about me, nigga, go ask yo' bitch (yo' bitch) Yeah, I got money callin', got these niggas callin' quits Yeah, I just smashed on what's her name? And scratched her off my list Uh, and I just bought another Lamb' and parked it on my wrist (skrrt) I hopped out sippin' Wock' and Tris, yellow diamonds when I piss I know you never, ever, ever seen a youngin' flex like this I'm 'bout my cheddar, mozzarella, never catch me in the mix I put that metal on whoever, nigga, never go for shit Yeah, I told you I was six playin' with sticks (yeah) At nine with that Aster, to this day, won't go for shit (yeah) Yeah, I got money on my mind and on my line, I gotta get it Yeah, I'm addicted to the money, I'm a junkie, I'm just tryna hit another lick Baby, what you see is what you get (bitch, baby) I'm a street nigga, but I'm rich (rich, rich, rich, rich, yeah) Nigga, what you see is what you get We in the Maybach truck, ridin' with them sticks (sticks, sticks, sticks, sticks, bitch) Baby, what you see is what you get I just put a house on my wrist (wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist) Uh, nigga, what you see is what you get I done fucked around and hit a lick (lick, lick, lick, lick) Woah

I got a job, and my name's Joe Spend my days at the Texaco Never show up late Never show up drunk 'Cause when I get half lit, I'm a loaded gun Made a couple of wrong turns, did county time I do everything I can to stay between the lines I got a couple of good buddies that all stop in Say "it's good to see you brother, man, how you been?" I can't complain, I'm doin' alright Sleepin' pretty good, staying dry Thank the Lord every mornin' with a sweet Amen For how far I've come from, where I been So here's to good days, better tomorrows And a light, at the end of the bottle Some battles are fought on foreign shores And some are fought behind closed doors Some fall from grace Some lose their wings Some find the peace, salvation brings I got a couple of good buddies that all stop in Say "it's good to see you brother, man, how you been?" I can't complain, I'm doin' alright Sleepin' pretty good, staying dry Thank the Lord every mornin' with a sweet Amen For how far I've come from, where I been So here's to good days, better tomorrows And a light, at the end of the bottle Here's to good days, here's to livin' And here's to old sins, being forgiven And a bunch of good buddies that all drop in Say "it's good to see you brother, man, how you been?" I can't complain, I'm doin' alright Sleepin' pretty good, staying dry Thank the Lord every mornin' with a sweet Amen For how far I've come from, where I been So here's to good days, better tomorrows And a light, at the end of the bottle At the end of the bottle

There are stars in the southern sky Southward as you go There is moonlight and moss in the trees Down the Seven Bridges Road Now I have loved you like a baby Like some lonesome child And I have loved you in a tame way And I have loved you wild Sometimes there's a part of me Has to turn from here and go Runnin' like a child from these warm stars Down the Seven Bridges Road There are stars in the southern sky And if e'er you decide you should go There is a taste of thyme-sweetened honey Down the Seven Bridges Road