Good for the soul (R&B)
Say my name, say my name...
If no one is around you
Say baby I love you
If you ain't runnin' game
I've got sunshine on a cloudy day
When it's cold outside, I've got the month of May (ooh)
I guess you'd say
What can make me feel this way?
I dug my key...
into the side (into the side)
Of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I throw my hands up in the air sometimes
Sayin' ayo, gotta let go
I heard he sang a good song,
I heard he had a style
And so I came to see him, and listen for a while
And there he was, this young boy, stranger to my eyes
Some people want it all...
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you, baby
If I ain't got you, baby
A B C, It's easy as
1 2 3, as simple as
Do re mi, A B C, 1 2 3
Baby you and me girl
I find it very, very easy to be true
I find myself alone when each day is through
Yes, I'll admit that I'm a fool for you
Because you're mine, I walk the line
'Cause girls like you
Run around with guys like me
It was all a dream
I used to read Word Up! magazine
Salt-n-Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
Something told me it was over...
When I saw you and her talkin'
Something deep down in my soul said, "Cry, girl"
When I saw you and that girl walkin' around, ooh
Hello!
Is it me you're looking for?
I can see it in your eyes
I can see it in your smile
Your beauty is beyond compare
with flaming locks of auburn hair
With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green
Listen as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead, long live the king
I grew up on the crime side
the New York Times side
Stayin' alive was no jive
Had secondhands, Mom's bounced on old man
So then we moved to Shaolin land
Hey lil' mama...
ooh, you're a stunner
Hot little figure, yes, you a winner, and
I'm so glad to be yours
You're a class of your own and
Ooh, little cutie, when you talk to me
I swear the whole world stops
You're my sweetheart and
I'm so glad that you're mine
You are one of a kind,
Wise men say
Only fools rush in
But I can't help falling in love with you
Shall I stay?
Would it be a sin
If I can't help falling in love with you?
Someday, I'll be living in a big old city
And all you're ever gonna be is mean
Someday, I'll be big enough so you can't hit me
And all you're ever gonna be is mean
Why you gotta be so mean?
'Cause this is thriller, thriller night
And no one's gonna save you from the beast about to strike
Bone bone bone bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone
Now tell me whatcha gonna do
When there ain't no where to run (tell me what)
(When judgment comes for you, when judgment comes for you)
And whatcha gonna do?
When there ain't no where to hide (tell me what)
When judgment comes for you ('cause it's gonna come for you)
I remember when...
I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that place
Even your emotions have an echo in so much space
Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk
I'm a woman's man, no time to talk
Music loud and women warm, I've been kicked around
Since I was born
And now it's alright, it's okay
And you may look the other way
We can try to understand
The New York Times' effect on man
Baby lock the door and turn the lights down low
Put some music on that's soft and slow
Baby we ain't got no place to go
I hope you understand
So I'm ready to attack
gonna lead the pack
Gonna get a touchdown, gonna take you out
That's right, put your pom-poms down
Getting everybody fired up
Come on, everybody get on up
'Cause you know we gots to get it crunk
Mary J. is in the spot tonight
And I'ma make it feel alright (make it feel alright)