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Lloyd - Lay It Down

Betty Up The Street

Memories Of Our Love

Walking down the street, I see Ms. Brenda Shine
She's standing over there, she got that sweet behind
Maybe I should say hello, or maybe drop a line
She looks so fine, she's blowing everybody's mind

She's got that air of confidence, she's everything but shy
I wonder if she's into guys like me who reach for sky
I take a breath and step up as she catches my eye
The way she moves is like a secret, I need to pry

Hey, Ms. Brenda, you've got that groove
I think we're in the mood, we could make a move
Let's take a chance, let's see what's true
In this crazy city, it's just me and you

We're chatting by the corner, she laughs a hearty sound
I tell her all my stories, how I'm lost and found
She says she likes my spirit, digging me so profound
Feels like we've got something spinning all around

The night is ours, let's paint it gold and bold
With you beside me, there's stories yet untold
You're thick with charm and warmth so cold
Let's hook up with Brenda, let's break the mold

Hey, Ms. Brenda, you've got that groove
I think we're in the mood, we could make a move
Let's take a chance, let's see what's true
In this crazy city, it's just me and you

The night is ours, let's paint it gold and bold
With you beside me, there's stories yet untold
You're thick with charm and warmth so cold
Let's hook up with Brenda, let's break the mold

Hey, Ms. Brenda, you've got that groove
I think we're in the mood, we could make a move
Let's take a chance, let's see what's true
In this crazy city, it's just me and you

All Of The Above

Ms. Brenda Stroll

Ms. Brenda’s Stroll

[Verse]
In the city lights we roam like stars
No more hiding hearts in broken cars
We got dreams filling up these jars
Together we can heal all the scars

[Verse 2]
Through the storm's howl and the darkest night
We hold hands and push against the fright
In this world we’re each other's light
I stand by you until the morning bright

[Chorus]
I'm my brother's keeper each and every day
In this wild and crazy world we’ll find our way
When the shadows come I’ll never stray
I'm my brother's keeper come what may

[Verse 3]
When your voice fades out in the noise
I’ll be your echo amidst all the toys
In the chaos we find our poise
Together we raise our voice

[Bridge]
When the road is tough we won't break
Side by side through every mistake
Our bond's a promise we won't fake
Our strength is the love we make

[Chorus]
I'm my brother's keeper each and every day
In this wild and crazy world we’ll find our way
When the shadows come I’ll never stray
I'm my brother's keeper come what may

I'm My Brother's Keeper

Pour me a shot of whatever kills the pain
She said, “You only call when you feel ashamed”
Yeah, I know I’m a sinner, not a saint
But tonight, I just need someone to blame

I lit a cigarette with my regrets
Told her don’t love me, just undress
She smiled like she knew I was a mess
And whispered, “You like me better when you’re depressed”

She got lipstick lies and a mirror soul
And I got demons that I can’t control
But I told her, “Tonight, let’s play pretend
Touch me like I’m never gonna hurt again”

Take me higher than I’ve ever been
Then drop me from the clouds again
We both know this love ain’t right
But I live for the temporary high
Tell me lies while I pull you close
Make me feel what I need the most
You don’t care and I don’t mind
We live for the temporary high

I don’t feel a thing, I just fake the thrill
Every kiss is a ghost I’m tryin’ to kill
She said, “Boy, you’re colder than a dollar bill”
I said, “Baby, love don’t pay these pills”

She got scars she don’t try to hide
And I got wounds I dress in pride
We both bleed in designer sheets
Screamin’ out love that we don’t believe

Yeah, we’re both dead hearts in rented skin
But the night feels real when the pain kicks in
So I told her, “Lie like you mean it now
Hurt me like you don’t know how”

Take me higher than I’ve ever been
Then drop me from the clouds again
We both know this love ain’t right
But I live for the temporary high
Tell me lies while I pull you close
Make me feel what I need the most
You don’t care and I don’t mind
We live for the temporary high

Call me names, break me down
Put your hands on me, drown me out
I don’t need love, I need release
I don’t want truth, just make-believe

Take me higher than I’ve ever been
Then drop me from the clouds again
We both know this love ain’t right
But I live for the temporary high
Tell me lies while I pull you close
Make me feel what I need the most
You don’t care and I don’t mind
We live for the temporary high

Temporary High - Version 2

Sat ‘em down, showed ‘em numbers on the page,
How to stack a little cash, how to save for rainy days.
They said, “Yeah, you right, we gon’ keep it tight,
Just a desk for the crib, budget feels right.”

I said, “Cool, between one-fifty and three,
That’s enough for the desk, that’s good money.”
Felt like a teacher, droppin’ wisdom free,
Didn’t know later they’d make a fool of me.

How we go from a desk to a thirteen-hundred screen?
Eighty-six inches, Ultra HD.
I’m standin’ here lost, don’t know what to believe,
From a hundred-fifty desk to a TV dream.
Yeah, they said they’d save, they said they’d plan,
But the budget got crushed in their own two hands.
From a desk to a TV, what sense does that make?
Now I’m questionin’ the choices that they make.

Phone rang late, they was hype on the line,
Said, “Bro, you won’t believe what’s finally mine!”
I thought new desk, maybe bookshelf too,
But nah flat screen big enough for a crew.

I said, “Wait, hold up, what happened to the rules?
We made a budget, don’t play me like a fool.
From keepin’ it clean to blowin’ a check,
This math don’t add up, what’s happenin’ next?”

How we go from a desk to a thirteen-hundred screen?
Eighty-six inches, Ultra HD.
I’m standin’ here lost, don’t know what to believe,
From a hundred-fifty desk to a TV dream.
Yeah, they said they’d save, they said they’d plan,
But the budget got crushed in their own two hands.
From a desk to a TV, what sense does that make?
Now I’m questionin’ the choices that they make.

Man, we talked about bills, we talked about rent.
Now you droppin’ over a grand like it never made a dent.
A desk to work? That made some sense…
But a TV this big? Ain’t no common sense.

From a desk to a thirteen-hundred screen,
I swear I’m stuck inside a wild daydream.
Budget’s broke, yeah, the rules all bend,
Next time I’m savin’ for myself, my friend.
From a desk to a TV, that’s where we at,
Now I see the truth, can’t be mad at that.
But one thing’s sure, and it’s plain to me:
I’ll never trust a budget with my roomies.

From a desk… to a TV…
Ain’t no budget left for me.

Desk to TV

I’m chillin’ on the couch, scrollin’ on my phone,
Ring-ring, roomies call, won’t leave me alone.
They say, “Yo, that pic don’t fit the plan,
You look like a pimp with a cigar in your hand.”

But it’s just me, livin’ my life,
No harm, no shame, no sin in sight.
Why you pressed over what I choose to post?
If you don’t like the vibe, then just keep scrollin’, ghost.

Why you worried ‘bout my picture, bro?
It’s my profile, let the whole world know.
I’m grown, I’m free, I ain’t needin’ no permission,
Don’t confuse my photo with your religion.
Why you worried ‘bout my picture, bro?
A cigar and a smile, that’s all I show.
Don’t call me a pimp, don’t preach my feed,
If you don’t like my vibe, then just let me be.

Said it “ain’t Christian,” like I broke a rule,
But last I checked, this ain’t Sunday school.
I respect your faith, but my pic’s my lane,
Don’t twist my smoke into somethin’ profane.

I ain’t ask for your sermon, don’t need your bless,
It’s just a snapshot, not my whole address.
Funny how the little things make you tight,
But my life’s my own, I’ma live it right.

Why you worried ‘bout my picture, bro?
It’s my profile, let the whole world know.
I’m grown, I’m free, I ain’t needin’ no permission,
Don’t confuse my photo with your religion.
Why you worried ‘bout my picture, bro?
A cigar and a smile, that’s all I show.
Don’t call me a pimp, don’t preach my feed,
If you don’t like my vibe, then just let me be.

“Man, change your picture, it don’t look right…”
What? Since when you run my online life?
You want a halo, well, that’s your call
But I’mma puff this smoke and stand tall.

Why you worried ‘bout my picture, bro?
It’s my profile, let the whole world know.
I’m grown, I’m free, I ain’t needin’ no permission,
Don’t confuse my photo with your religion.
Why you worried ‘bout my picture, bro?
I ain’t tryna fit into your show.
It’s my life, my feed, my energy,
If you don’t like my style, then just let me be.

Change my picture? Nah…
Change your mind.

My Picture

Yeah, lights low, bass hittin’ heavy,
Everybody in the spot look ready,
DJ spin that, let it go steady,
We outside  whole night sweaty.

Step in the club, feel the heat from the floor,
Girls lined up, energy I can’t ignore,
Short dress, tight jeans, all of ‘em glowin’,
Different shapes movin’, every one showin’.
Bubble moves, slim sway, curves in rotation,
Bodies like art, whole room in vibration,
Drink in my hand, I just stand there amazed,
Lights flashin’ off their skin while the beat plays.

All kinds on the floor tonight,
Every rhythm, every size look right,
Round ones, peach ones, move in time,
Feelin’ that bass, that body, that vibe.
Hands up, let the night unfold,
They don’t need no filter, no pose,
Every type got me hypnotized
Yeah, all kinds, all kinds.

DJ turn it up, crowd gettin’ louder,
Sweat drippin’ down, perfume and powder,
She caught my eyes, said “come take a chance,”
I just followed that rhythm, lost in the dance.
From uptown queens to the girls next door,
Every groove different but I need more,
No hate, just praise in the strobe light beam,
It’s a celebration, everybody’s dream.

No shame, no rules, just motion,
Every frame like waves in the ocean,
We all here just to feel that fire,
No judgment only desire.

All kinds on the floor tonight,
Every rhythm, every size look right,
Round ones, peach ones, move in time,
Feelin’ that bass, that body, that vibe.
Hands up, let the night unfold,
They don’t need no filter, no pose,
Every type got me hypnotized
Yeah, all kinds, all kinds.

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