Finer Days
Granted passage
Into the finer days
How i got here
I do not know
And if it were all to disappear
I would not know how to return
And all of my old friends
Wat me to stay down down down
With them
I could extend them a hand
But they would only pull it off
In their grasp, in their power
So i find myself
Isolated
Isolated in these fine, fine days
If You Really Love Me
Ya gotta shook up, shook down, shook up all your lovin'
Ya gotta shook up, shook down, shook up
I want a girl with extensions in her hair
Bamboo earrings, at least two pair
A Fendi bag and a bad attitude
That's all I need to get me in a good mood
She can walk with her switch and talk with street slang
I love when I woman ain't afraid to do her thang
Standin' at the bus stop, suckin' on a lollipop
When she gets pumpin', it's hard to make the hotty stop
She likes to dance to the rap jam
She's sweet as brown sugar with candied yams
Honey-coated complexion
Mu
Ya gotta shook up, shook down, shook up
I want a girl with extensions in her hair
Bamboo earrings, at least two pair
A Fendi bag and a bad attitude
That's all I need to get me in a good mood
She can walk with her switch and talk with street slang
I love when I woman ain't afraid to do her thang
Standin' at the bus stop, suckin' on a lollipop
When she gets pumpin', it's hard to make the hotty stop
She likes to dance to the rap jam
She's sweet as brown sugar with candied yams
Honey-coated complexion
Mu