fear had better leave me soon Oh, are you gonna run away from fire? Will every little word that's left unspoken Keep haunting you? Are you gonna run away from fire
I bought a white Cadillac I bought it off my mom and dad They said don't forget the keys son So you can get it on I keep the back seat for lovin' I
little man don't you understand when Dr. Evening comes around That woman you call your girlfriend will be a woman when the sun goes down Hey little man
got an itch that you can scratch 'Cause I'm alive I'm alive And I'm on fire I'm alive Oh baby I'm alive And I'm on fire
All you pretty ladies pass me by and turn your heads But when I get on stage you can't keep you eyes off me I say too little too late, I'm walking on
I thought the sun wouldn't shine no more I was looking out for a better day Yeah I was sore when you kicked me out the door But I wouldn't have it any
Bring it up I'm hoping when I do you it's gonna be a good time I never try to hurry up I take my time Pretty girls pretty girls sexy girls please call
Mama if you want a little bit of some chocolate with your sugar I can deliver it I can deliver it right to your door I said Mama if you want a little
You're too much trouble You're too much trouble You're too much trouble You're too much trouble Get out get out get out get out get out out out out
hot hot And I can tell by the way you wag your tail Someplace where you can feel your heart break No empty feelings lonely nights when your libido aches I'm a man
a woman's touch a little too much Too many good lookin' girls I wanna ask you all out What's every good lookin' girl doing tonight So take me I'm all the man
shy I'll give you shy You want a good time I got your good time You want some action I'll give you satisfaction (I will) You want a man I got your man
My mama raised a devil child Now mama's got a good reason to cry I walk along the old dirt road Not allot in my pocket but a pocket of soul My papa
I love your black dress, your red lips, your long legs, your high heels I love your thigh-high boots, your snake skin one-piece suit Yeah you really
shoe And who new, I prescribe more narcotics than mayors Wanted dead or alive, got one 4-5 on my head And these FED's, got my block hotter than fire But
Word was bond, we relied on true Faith in each other backed up by Luke [Chorus:] We are Ghetto Style Perched in the South The king of the ghetto The man
's on Open fire on my adversaries, don't even worry Better have on a vest aim for the chest and then you buried It's a man's world, niggaz get played,
sinking fast Raiders board the ship Plunder all their fold As they're lunging for the kill Their riches will be ours Take no prisoners Leave no man alive
