Lyrics:
With you girl
It's gonna be social, compatible, sexual, irresistible
It's gotta be right for love
Sure, so sure, oh yeah
Sure, so sure, so baby
With you girl
It's gonna be social, compatible, sexual, irresistible
It's gotta be right for love
Sure, so sure, oh yeah
Sure, so sure, so baby
still crime in the city
But it's good to be free.
Yeah.
Now I come from a family
That has a broken home
Sometimes I talk to Daddy
On the telephone
can't break (uh)
That's the one, do music for fun
Give deals to artists (yeah)
Pull up to the office (yeah)
Yeah, I'm from the project so quadruple
a songwriter
Who's drifted far from home
And make sure that he's hungry
Make sure he's alone
Send me a cheeseburger
And a new Rolling Stone
Yeah
"There's still
Birmingham
Yeah, but that didn't feel like love
Sure don't feel like, sure don't feel like, sure don't feel like love
Sure don't feel like, sure don't feel
Open up my eyes to a feeling I can't ignore
I need you all around me
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I need you all around me
Wouldn't wanna be in any
I always dreamed the boy I loved would come along
And he'd be tall and handsome, rich and strong.
Now that boy I love has come to me,
But he sure
to take things further
(Further, whoa)
And maybe you will be the one to set me free
I’m just waiting ‘til I know for sure
For sure, ‘til I know for sure
Flowers in her hair, she don't care
Peach pink lips, yeah, everybody stares
You think you've seen her in a magazine
It's like she walked right out
still crime in the city
But it's good to be free
Yeah
Now I come from a family
That has a broken home
Sometimes I talk to daddy
On the telephone
it'll be a waste of time
To stop and let your love light shine?
Think before you answer are you sure?
Are you sure?
Are you sure? Are you sure?
Are
serious
'Cause it can be dangerous, yes
It's not a joke thing, no
Don't you hustle in the name of the Father
That can be dangerous
Make sure you
rise, oh
Ever just the same, oh
And ever a surprise, yeah
Ever as before
And ever just as sure
As the sun will rise
Oh, oh, oh
Tale as old
My lighthouse
Right next to the ocean
Where I won't be insecure
'Cause you give me air to breathe
When I'm feeling unsure
I wanna be ocean sure
the chimney
About half past four
Left all them presents for me
Lyin' on the floor
I said, "Merry Christmas, baby"
Sure did treat me nice, yeah
Said you
the chimney
About half past four
Left all them presents for me
Lyin' on the floor
I said, "Merry Christmas, baby"
Sure did treat me nice, yeah
Said you
the city of Compton)
(Ain't no city quite like mine, yeah)
Mom, I finna use the van real quick!
Be back, fifteen minutes!
be a waste of time
To stop and let your love light shine?
Think before you answer, are you sure?
Are you sure?
Are you sure that it will be in vain
I got four good reasons why I cant go back there again
She had skin like a statue, milky white and pure
Carved by an artist who's hand is demure
I guess alot of people in ya
I guess they can feel the realness you
They could feel the vibe
And I think hip hop
That's what I be tellin a lot
and the boys wanna know
How far this bad wild child's gonna go
We are the sure fire winners
Uh-oh yeah big time hitters
We are the sure fire winners
Uh-oh
yeah)
Put on your hi-heel sneakers,
Slap your wig hat on your head. (yeah, yeah-yeah)
Well, you know you're pretty sure now,
Pretty sure, pretty sure
I'd really like to be a part of her show!
Suzy is an artist - she paints quite a lot.
An artist she may be, but a genius she is not.
She says she
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