My song, Changing Faces Introducing Brett You, you want me to tell you? I mean, do you really want me to tell you? What is it about you? Just tell me
forgot about the raindrops The cloudy day went away, saw your face Forgot the raindrops Love in the rain never appealed to me But seeing you just brought a change
You can throw away my picture Empty out my dresser drawer Break up all the dishes Change the lock on the door But you can't erase my memory No matter
I'm the man round here, fuck what you heard You lookin' at a kid that ain't scead to dirty This little knotty head nigga been thirsty Just enough sugar
teardrop stains, yeah You were cold as ice, baby, baby (Woo, hoo, hoo, hoo) (I, I wasn't, I, I wasn't very nice, I know, woo) Sugar, sugar, sugar, sugar
in me You can help me be the best that I can be You feed my fire when I'm on the wire Keepin' me calm when it's gettin' higher Sweet like sugar and
my name, my head's in such a spin Today I tried to eat a steak, with a big old table spoon You got me chasin' rabbits, walkin' on my hands and howlin' at the moon Well sugar
all the love, I want in return, sweet darlin' But half of love is all I feel It's too bad, it's just too sad, you don't want me now But I'm gonna change
say Love you more each day, yeah I just want to tell the world That I love you so, yeah Some folks say that it's strange But my whole life you have changed
channels with some pliers Had nothin' in my cabinet, but cans of raid I'm knockin' on my neighbor's door To borrow a cup of sugar for my kool-aid I
tonight I wanna be your lady) (I ain't too good for your Mercedes, but first you got to pay me) (You better quit with all the question, sugar who's little
like a friendly game of stickball And as you step up to bat man, I play the riddler You try to do me for my nigga I'll change to Hitler I'll go out like
cars and the glitter Though my occupation is tasty, for God's sake, it came with the bitches But that's on another note, let me explain here Right now, sugar
get down neither Cuban Lin'x skeezer, why you actin' like a rap teaser I'm like the jury exchanged plus arranged Nigga you small change I only fuck
man, wassup? Word, organix, groovy stew grits With cheese and mad honey That ain't nuttin man That's the grits that needs cash man I like my grits with sugar
I'm just playin the wall, I'm just playin the wall Coolin with my niggaz on the right, hold tight Late Friday night strobelight shine bright blind Coolin at this party with the sugars
need you I dream of moments we share, but your not there I'm living in a fantasy, but you don't even suspect Could probably care less About the changes
got, don?t go away so easily Well I feel it too, than it means it?s meant to be And if I had to change, anything about you, I wouldn?t change a thing