Lyrics containing the term: music+jinni+satisfy+your+need+for+music (2025)

If it wasn't for my music, you wouldn't have nothing to hear, yeahAnd I love(I love music)I need it to live (I love music)It's almost the ?

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ohOh, oh, oh, oh yeahListen closely hear the music playingLet it take you to places far awayAnd relax your senses just do what you want to doNo need for questionsIts only for youAnd it's so amazingOh how you can't escape itThe movement takes youAnd never let's you goCan't you feel the music in the airClose your eyes let the rhythm take you thereDoesn't matter who you are or where you're fromCome and dance to the music of the sunForget about your troubles its alrightLet them go til' we see the morning lightFeel the beat as our bodies move as oneCome and dance to the music of the sun (the sun)Come and dance to the music of the sun, the sun (the sun yeah)So realSo rightCan't explain the feelingLike the sunlight brings to life new meaningNo need for stress, (no need for stress)Save that for another dayNo second guessingJust trust me when I sayAnd it's so amazingOh how you can't escape itThe movement takes youAnd never let's you goCan't you feel the music in the airClose your eyes let the rhythm take you there(Let the rhythm take you there)Doesn't matter who you are or where you're fromCome and dance to the music of the sunForget about your troubles its alrightLet them go til' we see the morning light (see the morning light)Feel the beat as our bodies move as oneCome and dance to the music of the sun(Come and dance to the music of the sun)Come and dance to the music of the sun, the sun (of the sun yeah)And it's so amazingOh how you can't escape itThe movement takes youAnd never let's you go!

YeahYoung MoneyNicki Minaj, JustinShow you off, tonight I wanna show you off (ayy-ayy-ayy)What you got, a billion could've never bought (ayy-ayy-ayy)We gonna party like it's 3012 tonightI wanna show you all the finer things in lifeSo just forget about the world, we young tonightI'm coming for ya, I'm coming for ya'Cause all I needIs a beauty and a beatWho can make my life completeIt's all 'bout youWhen the music makes you moveBaby, do it like you do'Cause youBody rockGirl, I can feel your body rock (ayy-ayy-ayy)Take a bowYou on the hottest ticket now (ayy-ayy-ayy)We gonna party like it's 3012 tonightI wanna show you all the finer things in lifeSo just forget about the world, we young tonightI'm coming for ya, I'm coming for ya'Cause all I needIs a beauty and a beatWho can make my life completeIt's all 'bout youWhen the music makes you moveBaby, do it like you do (uh, uh)'Cause youIn time, ink linesBitches couldn't get on my inclineWorld tours, it's mineTen little letters on a big signJustin BieberYou know I'ma hit 'em with the etherBuns out, wienerBut I gotta keep an eye out for SelenerBeauty, beauty and the beastBeauty from the EastBeautiful confessions of the priestBeast, beauty from the streets, beat'll get deceasedEvery time Beauty on the beats eatsBody rock, oh (yeah, yeah, yeah)I wanna feel your body rock (yeah, let's go, let's go)'Cause all I need (all I need is love)Is a beauty and a beatWho can make my life complete (oh, whoa)It's all 'bout you (all I need is you)When the music makes you moveBaby, do it like you do'Cause all-

There's no need for you to say you're sorryGoodbye I'm going homeI don't care no more so don't you worryGoodbye I'm going homeI hate the way that even though you know you're wrongYou say you're rightI hate the books you read and all your friendsYour music's shite it keeps me up all night, up all nightThere's no need for you to say you're sorryGoodbye I'm going homeI don't care no more so don't you worryGoodbye I'm going homeI hate the way that you are so sarcasticAnd you're not very brightYou think that everything you've done's fantasticYour music's shite it keeps me up all night, up all nightAnd it will be nice to be aloneFor a week or twoBut I know then I will be rightRight back here with youThere's no need for you to say you're sorryGoodbye I'm going homeI don't care no more so don't you worryGoodbye I'm going home

Strike a poseStrike a poseVogue, vogue, vogueVogue, vogue, vogueLook around everywhere you turn is heartacheIt's everywhere that you go (look around)You try everything you can to escapeThe pain of life that you know (life that you know)When all else fails and you long to beSomething better than you are todayI know a place where you can get awayIt's called a dance floor, and here's what it's for, soCome on, vogueLet your body move to the music (move to the music)Hey, hey, heyCome on, vogueLet your body go with the flow (go with the flow)You know you can do itAll you need is your own imaginationSo use it that's what it's for (that's what it's for)Go inside, for your finest inspirationYour dreams will open the door (open up the door)It makes no difference if you're black or whiteIf you're a boy or a girlIf the music's pumping it will give you new lifeYou're a superstar, yes, that's what you are, you know itCome on, vogue (vogue)Let your body groove to the music (groove to the music)Hey, hey, heyCome on, vogue (vogue)Let your body go with the flow (go with the flow)You know you can do itBeauty's where you find itNot just where you bump and grind itSoul is in the musicalThat's where I feel so beautifulMagical, life's a ballSo get up on the dance floorVogue (vogue)Let your body move to the music (move to the music)Hey, hey, heyCome on, vogueLet your body go with the flow (go with the flow)You know you can do itVogue (vogue)Beauty's where you find it (move to the music)Vogue (vogue)Beauty's where you find it (go with the flow)Greta Garbo and MonroeDeitrich and DiMaggioMarlon Brando, Jimmy DeanOn the cover of a magazineGrace Kelly Harlow, JeanPicture of a beauty queenGene Kelly, Fred AstaireGinger Rodgers, dance on airThey had style, they had graceRita Hayworth gave good faceLauren, Katherine, Lana tooBette Davis, we love youLadies with an attitudeFellows that were in the moodDon't just stand there, let's get to itStrike a pose, there's nothing to itVogue, vogueVogue, vogue (move to the music)Vogue, vogueVogue, vogue (go with the flow)Ooh, you've got toLet your body move to the musicOoh, you've got to justLet your body go with the flowOoh, you've got to justVogue (vogue)

YeahYoung MoneyNicki Minaj, JustinShow you off, tonight I wanna show you off (aye-aye-aye)What you got, a billion could've never bought (aye-aye-aye)We gonna party like it's 3012 tonightI wanna show you all the finer things in lifeSo just forget about the world, we young tonightI'm coming for ya, I'm coming for ya'Cause all I needIs a beauty and a beatWho can make my life completeIt's all 'bout youWhen the music makes you moveBaby, do it like you do'Cause youBody rockGirl, I can feel your body rock (aye-aye-aye)Take a bowYou on the hottest ticket now (aye-aye-aye)We gonna party like it's 3012 tonightI wanna show you all the finer things in lifeSo just forget about the world, we young tonightI'm coming for ya, I'm coming for ya'Cause all I needIs a beauty and a beatWho can make my life completeIt's all 'bout youWhen the music makes you moveBaby, do it like you do (uh, uh)'Cause youIn time, ink linesBitches couldn't get on my inclineWorld tours, it's mineTen little letters on a big signJustin BieberYou know Imma hit 'em with the etherBuns out, weinerBut I gotta keep an eye out for SelenerBeauty, beauty and the beastBeauty from the EastBeautiful confessions of the priestBeast, beauty from the streets, beat'll get deceasedEvery time Beauty on the beats eatsBody rock, oh (yeah, yeah, yeah)I wanna feel your body rock (yeah, let's go, let's go)'Cause all I need (all I need is love)Is a beauty and a beatWho can make my life complete (oh, whoa)It's all 'bout you (all I need is you)When the music makes you moveBaby, do it like you do'Cause you

Strike a poseStrike a poseVogue, vogue, vogueVogue, vogue, vogueLook around everywhere you turn is heartacheIt's everywhere that you go (look around)You try everything you can to escapeThe pain of life that you know (life that you know)When all else fails and you long to beSomething better than you are todayI know a place where you can get awayIt's called a dance floor, and here's what it's for, soCome on, vogueLet your body move to the music (move to the music)Hey, hey, heyCome on, vogueLet your body go with the flow (go with the flow)You know you can do itAll you need is your own imaginationSo use it that's what it's for (that's what it's for)Go inside, for your finest inspirationYour dreams will open the door (open up the door)It makes no difference if you're black or whiteIf you're a boy or a girlIf the music's pumping it will give you new lifeYou're a superstar, yes, that's what you are, you know itCome on, vogue (vogue)Let your body groove to the music (groove to the music)Hey, hey, heyCome on, vogue (vogue)Let your body go with the flow (go with the flow)You know you can do itBeauty's where you find itNot just where you bump and grind itSoul is in the musicalThat's where I feel so beautifulMagical, life's a ballSo get up on the dance floorVogue (vogue)Let your body move to the music (move to the music)Hey, hey, heyCome on, vogueLet your body go with the flow (go with the flow)You know you can do itVogue (Vogue)Beauty's where you find it (move to the music)Vogue (Vogue)Beauty's where you find it (go with the flow)Greta Garbo and MonroeDeitrich and DiMaggioMarlon Brando, Jimmy DeanOn the cover of a magazineGrace Kelly Harlow, JeanPicture of a beauty queenGene Kelly, Fred AstaireGinger Rodgers, dance on airThey had style, they had graceRita Hayworth gave good faceLauren, Katherine, Lana tooBette Davis, we love youLadies with an attitudeFellows that were in the moodDon't just stand there, let's get to itStrike a pose, there's nothing to itVogue, vogueVogue, vogue (move to the music)Vogue, vogueVogue, vogue (go with the flow)Ooh, you've got toLet your body move to the musicOoh, you've got to justLet your body go with the flowOoh, you've got to justVogue (vogue)

It's the alpha and omega, bitch, welcome homeThis is not a songThis a revelation, how to get a nigga goneYou need you a man, baby, I don't understand, babyPay your bill and make you feel protected like I can, babyTeach you somethin' if you need correction, that's the plan, babyDon't put your life in these weird niggas' hands, baby (woah)It's not enough (ayy)Few solid niggas left, but it's not enoughFew bitches that'll really step, but it's not enoughSay you bigger than myself, but it's not enough (huh)I get on they ass, yeah, somebody gotta do itI'll make them niggas mad, yeah, somebody gotta do itI'll take the G-pass, shit, watch a nigga do itHuh, we survived outside, all from the music, nigga, what?

Get Off, I get off at my feet(When I hear music, it makes me dance)(You got the music, now is your chance)A yee nigga couldn't try me in the tri-stateBuddy pass, bet I get him splashed 'til he hydratedBounce out, know he spook town, eyes dilatedI got the money and the power both gyratin'I feel good, get the fuck out my faceLook good, but she don't got no tasteI walk in, walked out with the safeMando, let me know what the playWhat the fuck?

If your paycheck depends onThe weather and the clockIf your conversation calls forA little more than a coffee potIf you need to pour your heart outAnd try to rectify some situationThat you're facingContact your AmericanHonky-Tonk Bar AssociationWhen Uncle Sam dipsIn your pocketFor most things you don't mindBut when your dollarGoes to all of thoseStanding in a welfare lineWell rejoice you have a voiceIf you're concernedAbout the destinationOf this great nationIt's called the AmericanHonky-Tonk Bar AssociationIt represents the hardhatGunrack, achin'-backOver taxed, flag-wavin',Fun-lovin' crowdThey're heart is in the musicAnd they love to play it loudThere's no forms or applicationsThere's no red tape administrationsIt's the AmericanHonky-Tonk Bar AssociationWe're all one big familyThroughout the citiesAnd the townsWe don't reach for handoutsWe reach for thoseWho are downAnd every local chapterHas a seven day a weekAvailable consultationFor your frustrationIt's called the AmericanHonky-Tonk Bar AssociationIt represents the mud flapsSix pack, beer crackOver-taxed, flag-wavin'Fun-lovin' crowdThey're heart is in the musicAnd they love to play it loudThere's no forms or applicationsThere's no red tape administrationsIt's the AmericanHonky-Tonk Bar Association

Sing, get on up and dance to the musicGet on up and dance to the musicDance to the Music, dance to the musicDance to the Music, dance to the musicAll we need is a drummerFor people who only need a beat, yeahI'm gonna add a little guitarAnd make it easy to move your feetI'm gonna add some bottomSo that the dancers just won't hideYou might like to hear my organI said ride Sally ride, now(Cynthia, what?

Baby, baby, I say, I say, I sayOh, oh, oh yeah, oh yeahIf you can understand my colorPut your hand in your crotchNo, no, no, no, no, yes!Don't need no reefer, don't need cocainePurple music does the same to my brainAnd I'm high, so highDon't need no cymbals, no saxophoneJust need to find me a style of my ownAnd I'm high, so highSome people can't understandJust bein' inside a church don't make a righteous manAnd you're highYou got to be highIn time we all die, all music goneSo we better try to get alongAnd get high, oh, no, no, noAll get highI ain't got no theory, I ain't got no rulesI just let the purple music tell my body what to doAnd I'm high, so highEvery subject, any keyPurple music can't be judged, it happens naturallyAin't it all right?

Sing a song sweet music man 'cause I won't be thereTo hold your hand like I used to, I'm through with youYou're a heck of a singer and powerful man but you surround yourselfWith people who demand so little of youYou touched my soul with your beautiful songYou even had me singin' along right with you, you said"I need you", then you changed the words and added harmonyThen you sang the song you had written for me to someone newOh, but nobody sings a love song quite like you doOh, and nobody else can make me sing alongNobody else can make me feel things are rightWhen I know they're wrong, nobody sings a love song quite like youSing your song sweet music man, travel the worldWith a six piece band that does for you what you tell 'em toAnd you try to stay young but the songs are sungTo so many people who've all begun came back on youSing your song sad music man, makin' your livingDoing one night stands, they're through with youThey don't need you, you're still a heck of a singer but a broken manBut you'll keep on lookin' for one last fan to sing toOh, and nobody sings a love song quite like you doOh, and nobody else can make me sing along and nobody elseCan make me feel things are right when they're wrong with a songNobody sings a love song quite like youSing your song sweet music man, I believe in you

Get up and dance to the music!Get on up and dance to the fonky music!Dance to the Music, dance to the musicDance to the Music, dance to the musicAll we need is a drummerFor people who only need a beatI'm gonna add a little guitar And make it easy to move your feetI'm gonna add some bottomSo that the dancers just won't hideYou might like to hear my organ I said ride Sally rideIf I could hear the horns blowCynthia on the throne, yeah!

Get up and dance to the music!Get on up and dance to the fonky music!Dance to the Music, dance to the musicDance to the Music, dance to the musicAll we need is a drummerFor people who only need a beatI'm gonna add a little guitar And make it easy to move your feetI'm gonna add some bottomSo that the dancers just won't hideYou might like to hear my organ I said ride Sally rideIf I could hear the horns blowCynthia on the throne, yeah!

There's no need for you to say you're sorryGoodbye I'm going homeI don't care no more so don't you worryGoodbye I'm going homeI hate the way that even though you know you're wrongYou say you're rightI hate the books you read and all your friendsYour music's shite it keeps me up all night, up all nightThere's no need for you to say you're sorryGoodbye I'm going homeI don't care no more so don't you worryGoodbye I'm going homeI hate the way that you are so sarcasticAnd you're not very brightYou think that everything you've done's fantasticYour music's shite it keeps me up all night, up all nightAnd it will be nice to be aloneFor a week or twoBut I know then I will be rightRight back here with youThere's no need for you to say you're sorryGoodbye I'm going homeI don't care no more so don't you worryGoodbye I'm going home

WooAh, yeahCalling out around the worldAre you ready for a brand new beatSummer's here and the time is rightFor dancing in the streetThey're dancing in Chicago (they'll be dancing)Down in New Orleans (dancing in the streets)Up in New York City (dancing in the streets)All we need is music (sweet, sweet)Sweet music (sweet sweet music)There'll be music everywhereThere'll be swinging, swaying, records playingDancing in the streets, ohIt doesn't matter what you wearJust as long as you are there, so come onGrab a guy, grab a girl, everywhere around the worldThere'll be dancing, dancing in the streets(Oh) It's just an invitation, across the nationA chance for the folks to meetThere'll be laughing and singing, music swingingDancing in the streetsPhiladelphia, PA (dancin' in the street)Baltimore, in D.C. now (dancin' in the streets)Can't forget the Motor City (dancin' in the streets)All we need is music (sweet, sweet)Sweet music (sweet sweet music)There'll be music everywhereThere'll be swinging, swaying, records playingDancing in the streets, ohIt doesn't matter what you wearJust as long as you are there, so come onGrab your guy, grab your girl, everywhere around the worldWowHey hey heyOw yeah, owDancin', they're dancin' in the street(Dancin' in the streets)Way down in L.A. every day(Dancin' in the streets)They're dancin' in the street(Dancin' in the streets)San Francisco way (ooh-ooh-ooh)(Dancin' in the streets)They do it every day now(Dancin' in the streets)Across the ocean blue (ooh-ooh-ooh) me an' you(Dancin' in the streets)Dancin' in the street(Dancin' in the streets)

WooAh, yeahCalling out around the worldAre you ready for a brand new beatSummer's here and the time is rightFor dancing in the streetThey're dancing in Chicago (they'll be dancing)Down in New Orleans (dancing in the streets)Up in New York City (dancing in the streets)All we need is music (sweet, sweet)Sweet music (sweet sweet music)There'll be music everywhereThere'll be swinging, swaying, records playingDancing in the streets, ohIt doesn't matter what you wearJust as long as you are there, so come onGrab a guy, grab a girl, everywhere around the worldThere'll be dancing, dancing in the streets(Oh) It's just an invitation, across the nationA chance for the folks to meetThere'll be laughing and singing, music swingingDancing in the streetsPhiladelphia, PA (dancin' in the street)Baltimore, in D.C. now (dancin' in the streets)Can't forget the Motor City (dancin' in the streets)All we need is music (sweet, sweet)Sweet music (sweet sweet music)There'll be music everywhereThere'll be swinging, swaying, records playingDancing in the streets, ohIt doesn't matter what you wearJust as long as you are there, so come onGrab your guy, grab your girl, everywhere around the worldWowHey hey heyOw yeah, owDancin', they're dancin' in the street(Dancin' in the streets)Way down in L.A. every day(Dancin' in the streets)They're dancin' in the street(Dancin' in the streets)San Francisco way (ooh-ooh-ooh)(Dancin' in the streets)They do it every day now(Dancin' in the streets)Across the ocean blue (ooh-ooh-ooh) me an' you(Dancin' in the streets)Dancin' in the street(Dancin' in the streets)

All we need is a drummerFor people who only need a beat, yeahI'm gonna add a little guitarAnd make it easy to move your feetI'm gonna add some bottomSo that the dancers just won't hideYou might like to hear my organI said, "Ride Sally ride now"If I could hear the horns blowCynthia on the throne, yeahListen to me, Cynthia and Jerry got a message that said"All the squares, go home"Listen to the voicesDance to the music, dance to the musicDance to the music, dance to the musicDance to the yeah

Dreams of you, dreams of youAre so fine, so fine, babySince I woke upSo is my state of mindSince we've been apart, babyGod has healed my heartUsed to go out looking for loveNow love is looking for meAnd sweet music keeps me happyNot so long ago, darling, I was feeling sadWho would've kissed my lipsI would've still felt bad, ah babyThere were times I've wondered if I was insaneAh baby, I simply let my tear drop fall like rainOh baby, but when I kiss your lipsThe clouds begin to roll awayUh, down to my finger tipsI feel the happiness each dayOh, my Mama said to meShe told me, son love goes where you take itSo, stay with the spirit, boyI feel that you gonna make it, yeahGot me wondering, yeah'Cause music's been my therapyTaking the pain from all my anatomyMusic has never let me downIt's my symphony, always stayin' in meWho'd know that the world ain't right, ah babyLots of people uptightI'll go crazy if something ever happened to my musical thrillAnd darling your love is just like musicMusic is the soul of the manMusic makes a happy dayMusic makes the clouds roll by, babyYour music kissed my tears and set my eyesYour music makes me want to singYour music is a joy to bringMusic is my heart and soulIt's more precious than goldYou're like a song in my heartI love every partA song, you're like a songHappiness today is just a song away, just a songI love your music, babyI don't worry 'bout a thingOh, turn on your music, babySee my happiness beamYour love is musicOh my darling, yeahYour love is music, ah baby, yeahAnd music is my lifeTurn on some music moreHey, turn on some music moreI got my music, hey, heyI love my music, heyWe need the musicI got my music, heyI love the music, ohTurn on some musicGet off the music, ahTurn up the musicLet's have the music, ha

look at me, determined, man on a missionmy music is me and I am my musicSo like it or lump it, I'ma do thisI never had a playlist in my heart, ohhNow I need an A list just to chart, ohhBut I've been famous from the start, ohhHow am I gonna make my mark?

My daughter want anotherSister or brother, and you lookin' like a motherI took you from a clubber to a loverAnd you took another bitch husband, the other bitch wasn'tDoin' shit for himShe say she did too much, I say she did nothingShe need to quit frontin'I haven't hid nothin' and you love everythingCan't hide your feelings, won't let my pride conceal itYou got Wayne, I charge it to the gameAnd baby, you can keep the change, but(I got to hold on, hold on to my receipt)(Yeah, to redeem your love, that's exactly what I need)Yeah, it's kinda hard sayin' this shit to your faceSo I do it over snares and bassMusic take me away (I got to hold on, hold on to my receipt)(Yeah, to redeem your love, that's exactly what I need)Yeah, yeah, it's kinda hard sayin' this shit to your faceSo I do it over snares and bass (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)Music take me awayDestiny Child CD, song number threeShe cater to me 'til we fall asleepThen we wake up and we pick up where we startedThen she make a nigga breakfast, Sprite, orange juice, and waterAnd she on stage waitin' for me after my showSo no time for groupies, straight to the top floor, yeahFresh out the shower, a smile and a towelThen after an hour, she gon' need another showerWhen I'm at home in my coupe or in the officeOr the streets of the Boot, I'm thinking 'bout youAnd most of the girls that come by are cuteAnd they try to holler, but they all on muteAnd my old girls turn they face up at me, yeahThey throw they purses and they makeup at me'Cause you got Wayne, I charge it to the gameAnd baby, you can keep the change, but(I got to hold on, hold on to my receipt) Yeah, yeah, yeah(Yeah, to redeem your love, that's exactly what I need)It's kinda hard sayin' this shit to your faceSo I do it over snares and bassMusic take me away (I got to hold on, hold on to my receipt)(Yeah, to redeem your love, that's exactly what I need)Yeah, yeah, it's kinda hard sayin' this shit to your faceSo I do it over snares and bass (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)Music take me awayCome home, smell the food on the stoveShe done cleaned the whole house, washed the dishes and the clothesAnd when we out, we do it just how we supposedLook good for the public, leave the drama in the RollsRoyce, choice of car that we move inShe get high sometimes 'cause I'm always doin' it, yeahYou hear them hallways, we always doin' itWork her, every time feel like the first onePerfect, when a nigga stressin' at workShe take away all of the pain, make it lesser than dirtThat's why you got Wayne, I charge it to the gameAnd baby, you can keep the change, but(I got to hold on, hold on to my receipt) Yeah(Yeah, to redeem your love, that's exactly what I need)I got you(I got to hold on, hold on to my receipt) Yeah, yeah(Yeah, to redeem your love, that's exactly what I need)It's kinda hard saying this shit to your faceSo I do it over snares and bassMusic take her away

Before I knew that I was blessedWhen I was just like the rest of the peopleWho never let dreams in their mindsMusic would play and sayMaybe you're wastin' your timeBefore I knew what good could beWhen I couldn't see the need or the reasonFor trusting in me or my starMusic would play and sayHey, what a dummy you are!

My daughter want anotherSister or brother, and you lookin' like a motherI took you from a clubber to a loverAnd you took another bitch husband, the other bitch wasn'tDoin' shit for himShe say she did too much, I say she did nothingShe need to quit frontin'I haven't hid nothin' and you love everythingCan't hide your feelings, won't let my pride conceal itYou got Wayne, I charge it to the gameAnd baby, you can keep the change, but(I got to hold on, hold on to my receipt)(Yeah, to redeem your love, that's exactly what I need)Yeah, it's kinda hard sayin' this shit to your faceSo I do it over snares and bassMusic take me away (I got to hold on, hold on to my receipt)(Yeah, to redeem your love, that's exactly what I need)Yeah, yeah, it's kinda hard sayin' this shit to your faceSo I do it over snares and bass (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)Music take me awayDestiny Child CD, song number threeShe cater to me 'til we fall asleepThen we wake up and we pick up where we startedThen she make a nigga breakfast, Sprite, orange juice, and waterAnd she on stage waitin' for me after my showSo no time for groupies, straight to the top floor, yeahFresh out the shower, a smile and a towelThen after an hour, she gon' need another showerWhen I'm at home in my coupe or in the officeOr the streets of the Boot, I'm thinking 'bout youAnd most of the girls that come by are cuteAnd they try to holler, but they all on muteAnd my old girls turn they face up at me, yeahThey throw they purses and they makeup at me'Cause you got Wayne, I charge it to the gameAnd baby, you can keep the change, but(I got to hold on, hold on to my receipt) Yeah, yeah, yeah(Yeah, to redeem your love, that's exactly what I need)It's kinda hard sayin' this shit to your faceSo I do it over snares and bassMusic take me away (I got to hold on, hold on to my receipt)(Yeah, to redeem your love, that's exactly what I need)Yeah, yeah, it's kinda hard sayin' this shit to your faceSo I do it over snares and bass (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)Music take me awayCome home, smell the food on the stoveShe done cleaned the whole house, washed the dishes and the clothesAnd when we out, we do it just how we supposedLook good for the public, leave the drama in the RollsRoyce, choice of car that we move inShe get high sometimes 'cause I'm always doin' it, yeahYou hear them hallways, we always doin' itWork her, every time feel like the first onePerfect, when a nigga stressin' at workShe take away all of the pain, make it lesser than dirtThat's why you got Wayne, I charge it to the gameAnd baby, you can keep the change, but(I got to hold on, hold on to my receipt) Yeah(Yeah, to redeem your love, that's exactly what I need)I got you(I got to hold on, hold on to my receipt) Yeah, yeah(Yeah, to redeem your love, that's exactly what I need)It's kinda hard saying this shit to your faceSo I do it over snares and bassMusic take her away