You say I'm playing, I'm never layin' the bitch Saying blah, blah, blah 'Cause I don't care who you are In this bar, it only matters who I is Stop
[Verse 1:] I am in love, With what we are, Not what we should be. And I am, I am starstruck. With every part, Of this whole story. So if it's just tonight
(laughs) Dance back door cracked we don't need a key we get in for free no VIP sleaze. drink that kool
DJ turn it up It's about damn time to live it up I'm so sick of being so serious It's making my brain delirious I'm just talkin' the truth I'm telling
am got my water bottle full of whiskey in my handbag got my drunk text on i'll regret it in the mornin but tonight i
love i said your love your love your love is my drug your love your love your love i dont care what people say the rush is worth the price i pay i get
, you're true blue?", I said "Nah, I'm Navy" I call her Ke$ha, she like it, because it's hood to her She call me Andre 6000 'cause I'm good to her I
Nah, I don't wanna give him up Nah nah I I I I am losing time As you're feeding me this hot track I I I know what I've got on My mind Fuck him he's
the dance break This the remix Just want you to just... Just, just, just bounce to this Yeah, come on Can I get a lick? Come on, yeah, can I get a lick
when I hear people say Im un truth am I sane, am I crazy pick one there all the same in this World we're living in I'mma make mistakes, I'm only human
ooooowh) then baby let me be that body (oowh) here i am. If you need to love somebody ( if you ever ) here I Her i am. I'll be mornig in the air you
stop when i pull up And my pants sag low like i was rockin a pull-up When i stop and i pull up ima be already full of Vodka I keep that in my cup a bay
Wayne Carter I got my shit in order When I say overtime I dont mean to flip quarter Cuz I aint playing games in em And I aint saying names and if I ever
I'm facing Makes me wanna cry [Hook] Cause I didn't mean to hurt him Coulda been somebody's son And I took his heart when I pulled out that gun Rum
B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM) Work them hips Run girl (Neva get enough, Neva
I'm a Rock 'em Sock 'em robot kid, I drop bombs I'm rugged and deadly, so I shit on the petty I baseball bat a bastard, I'm bad news I'm crazy and clever
York, should I keep a crib in New York Or just V.I., to handle my B.I When with my A-Alikes we see with three eyes Yo Kweli I agree I, was thinkin the
STAR Carmen: I CAN?T SING M: Who can these days? I can?t tell you how many artists have used my Machendez Miracle Microphone! Carmen:*singing* I can?t
