text: Street Love
  I said, What time you get off?
  She said, When you get me off
  I kinda laughed, but it turned into a cough
  Cause I swallowed down the wrong pipe
  Whatever that mean—
  You know, old people say it, so it sounds right
  So Im standing there embarrassed
  If we were both in Paris
  I would have grabbed her by the waist and kissed her, but
  We in the middle of Whole Foods
  And those fools aint supposed to beef
  But youd think they hated tofu
  Check-in line got rowdy; my vision got cloudy
  I started seeing circles like some Audi—
  Emblem; Im hearing them say, Come on, man
  Do this own your own time—get the hell on, man
  I walked out, hm, I got bout...
  Halfway to my car when I heard shawty shout:
  3000, forgot your credit card—smart move
  By the way, my little sister loves your cartoon
  Well, heres my name and num
  If I aint the one, lose it; if I am, use it
  If a man chooses and he can dos it
  And he dont, dont take it personal
  He might be might be swamped
  With making mozzarella—no, making worlds better
  Cheese will come, believe me; Im—
  Never focused on the cash
  Ask Mel Gibson, Jesus Christ, Im bout the pass-ion
  Stop—baby, bring that thang back
  You know where my heart at
  Shawty, show your boy some love
  Cause Im about to lose it
  With the way you move it
  Makes me wanna get to it, yeah
  Girl, tell me what it do
  Ill change the game for you
  Im a playa, yes its true, but
  Can I be for real?
  This is how I feel
  Im in need of love
  So lets dip up out of here
  Ooh, youre just my type
  Everythings so right
  And I just wanna chill
  So lets dip up out of here
  Lets dip up out of here
  Ha, ha-ha
  Ha, ha
  Shes fine too
  But I want you
  Ha, ha, ha-ha
  Ha, ha
  Shes fine too
  But I want you
  I’ll admit it
  This just aint no game
  These just aint words that Im spitting
  If you could see the thoughts thats in my head
  Im tripping 
  Im a player, yeah, its true
  But Ill change the game for you
  See what I do, ooh
  Can I be for real?
  This is how I feel
  Im in need of love
  So lets dip up out of here
  Ooh, youre just my type
  Everythings so right
  And I just wanna chill
  So lets dip up out of here
  Lets dip up out of here
  Ha, ha-ha
  Ha, ha
  Shes fine too
  But I want you
  Ha, ha, ha-ha
  Ha, ha
  Shes fine too 
  But I want you
  Yeah, Nas be in the crib, low, strip-pole-ing it
  Cold Guinness, bitter taste; slim waist, Im gon hit it
  We low-key, baby, like a baritone
  Apple computer, email me to come scoop you
  Run through you, undo your bra, give me medulla, ah
  You cute as a movie star in Sin City, Hennessy, my love slave
  Loving is pimping, no rest hāve with none of em
  Ill leave every one of em, you just say it
  Just leave it where it is, he aint aware
  Let sleeping dogs lie, but keep a sharp eye on him
  Cause Im the wrong guy, dont wanna put this four-five on him
  Lets get it on, ma, you got my nose wide open
  You already locked down and rocked down, but so delicious
  If he get suspicious, bring up his old mistress
  I aint dry-snitching
  But why should you be feeling bad cause I be killing that, huh?
  Can I be for real?
  This is how I feel
  Im in need of love
  So lets dip up out of here
  Ooh, youre just my type
  Everythings so right
  And I just wanna chill
  So lets dip up out of here
  Lets dip up out of here
  Ha, ha-ha
  Ha, ha
  Shes fine too
  But I want you
  Ha, ha, ha-ha
  Ha, ha
  Shes fine too
  But I want you