[2Pac]
What's up Baby?I Swear I'll never call you b**** again
You ain't f***ing with the devil are you b****?, hehehe
I swear I'll never call you b**** again
All I just wanna say is um,motha' f***er' apologozie
I swear I'll never call you b**** again
(I ain't mean to call you a b****)
I'll never call you b**** again

[Part One: 2Pac]
Damn - gave my homey 90 days for domestic violence
I try to picture myself, in this position but remain silent
I get to thinkin bout this s***, we been through
We close like kin but you remain my friend too
This life of sin, done got the both of us in trouble
But you always stay down for a n****, so that's why I love you
Reminiscin needin tissues, fightin over childish issues
Swear I can't live witchu but withouchu every day I miss you
When we roll you hold my pistol, my gangsta b****-ich
You always in the mood for love, that's why I'm sleepin witchu
Though not the man of your dreams, my plan and schemes
To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free
I see yesterday I called you names, and played games on yo' mind
I promise that I'll change in time, I promise that I'll change in time...

[Jay Sean]
...Let me feel you...
It's been about a month and twenty days...
And were going round and round playing silly games...
Now you're saying, slow it down, not right now...
Then you wink at me and walk away...
No, let it be, let it be, let it be, no...
Oh no, don't go...
Touching and teasing me, telling me no...
But this time I need to feel you...

[Chorus Jay Sean]
(Ride it) we're all alone...
(Ride it) just loose control...
(Ride it, ride it) touch my soul...
(Ride it, ride it) let me feel you...

(Ride it) turn the lights down low...
(Ride it) from head to toe...
(Ride it, ride it) touch my soul...
(Ride it, ride it) let me feel you...

[Part Two: 2Pac]
Witness the evil men do, all this s*** I been through
Never meant to hurt you, can we make this work boo?
I know you been feelin pain, things are not the same
"Waitin to Exhale" while I'm sittin in the county jail
Keep yo' head up, cause things are gettin better
My cellmates shed tears off yo' last love letter
Told 'em you would find a friend so keep yo' eyes peeled
Sorry if I cuss but it's the suffering that I feel
Who can I trust and if I bust will she snitch
Even though you ain't the type to trip
Sorry if I called you b****
You showed me the definition of feminine
The difference between a pack of b****es and black women
I see the boss for the third time, hope to see you soon
Pictures of us kissin in the living room, in the n***
Thanks for bein there, much more than a friend
I swear I'll never call you b**** again, believe me
[Jay Sean]
Movida was the club on Saturday
You're acting like a diva saying you don't wanna pay
It's gotta be your feisty style
Raise that brow
I love it when you look at me that way

Now when you order mojito at the bar
Reapply your lippy because it came off on the glass
The DJ played your favorite song... Kanye's on
Now your beckoning for me to dance

Mmm
Pulling me, pulling me, pulling me close
Then you close your eyes (baby close your eyes)
Kissing and telling me we got to go
Won't you take me home I wanna...ride it

[Chorus Jay Sean:]
(Ride it) we're all alone...
(Ride it) just loose control...
(Ride it, ride it) come touch my soul...
(Ride it, ride it) let me feel you...

(Ride it) turn the lights down low...
(Ride it) from head to toe...
(Ride it, ride it) come touch my soul...
(Ride it, ride it) let me feel you...

[Chorus]
I know, I know
All that is dead though, I'm changed, I'm tellin you..
I know what time it is, gotta give a n**** time
To grow up y'knahmsayïn? That was way back then