light up or leave me alone Walk in my room, you lie on my bed Open your mouth, shoot someone dead All of a sudden you're inside my head Either light up
When the boys light up, light up When the boys light up, light up When the boys light up, light up Back and forth like a daytime drama Up and down like
NO NO CHORUS THEN THE BOYS LIGHT UP THEN THE BOYS LIGHT UP (X2) THEN THE BOYS LIGHT UP THEN THE BOYS LIGHT UP - LIGHT UP - LIGHT UP SILENTLY
re trying to tell me 'bout the birds and the bees The skirt that you're wearing is way past your knees Either light up or leave me alone You're up all
Lighten up, gotta lighten up Gotta lighten up right now Gotta lighten up, gotta lighten up Gotta lighten up right now Gotta lighten up, gotta lighten
everything you do makes you look like a fool [Chorus] You're looking for some dirt, I'm lifting up my skirt I'm searching for a light under me in my
meet back here and regroup Now let's shoop Roll up to her crib with some Bartles & James Hop off the bus with the Alize Now hold up player, whatchu
's ride Back in the day Potts farm was the place to go Load the truck up, hit the dirt road Jump the barbed wire, spread the word Light the bonfire then
on your soul and put whips up on your back They be lyin' through they teeth, hope you slip up off your path I don't switch up, I just laugh, put my
Driving so slow, but BK is from Texas Me, I'm up at Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie Now I live on Billboard, and I brought my boys with me Say what up
.. [P. Diddy] (Uh-huh, yeah yeah) Yeah, uhh Let's blow the roof off (roof off) let's ride out (ride out) Let's try to put these city lights out (lights
my way You were my light I wanna thank You for the difference in my life Can't even count the reasons why ( ohhh I) Refrain: I lift you up and praise
My momma told me Don't fall in love with the boys out in the streets yeah yeah yeah yeah My momma told me don't love 'em trust 'em 'Cause he gon' break
do it for they hood It's understood, I do it for the hood I'm talking summertime cookouts and wintertime flights It ain't nothing, we hearing shots all night Ford Taurus pulls up everybody run White boys
Backstreet Listen up This seems so hypnotic, smoke and mirrors, lights and magic Paper faces in gold There's soldier boys, beauty queens, everyone's
