There's been a lot of talk
There's been a lot of broken hearted people
There's been a lot of walking by
Or don't say hi we now evil
This ain't about the paper
Ain't about that simple thing they call love
And I've been through nature
But never looked over anybody I'm a pacer
I think they ready for a different kind of flavor
Oh, oh-oh, my-my
Oh, oh-oh, my-my
I know they feel me when I bring this kind of flavor
Oh, oh-oh, my-my
Oh, oh-oh, my-my
There's been a lot of hoping
Been a lot of broken doors that's been opened
Now I really need your focus
And bring the hottest shot to the pot and stay low
It's funny how the green can change the man
And the man can lose a friend and don't cry
I think they ready for a different kind of flavor
Oh, oh-oh, my-my
Oh, oh-oh, my-my
I know they feel me when I bring this kind of flavor
Oh, oh-oh, my-my
Oh, oh-oh, my-my
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, I'm willing to break
Yes I'm willing to break every bone in my body
Oh, oh, oh
Yes I'm willing to take
Yes I'm willing to take on everyone and everybody
Oh, oh, oh
I'll give in and I'll stay
Can begin and I'll pray to no end
Oh, oh, oh
Listen clear when I say
This is bigger than me
So move over my friend
I think they ready for a different kind of flavor
Oh, oh-oh, my-my
Oh, oh-oh, my-my
I know they feel me when I bring this kind of flavor
Oh, oh-oh, my-my
Oh, oh-oh, my-my
I think they ready for a different kind of flavor
Oh, oh-oh, my-my
Oh, oh-oh, my-my
I know they feel me when I bring this kind of flavor
Oh, oh-oh, my-my
Oh, oh-oh, my-my