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Swingin in the back yard
Pull up in your fast car
Whistlin my name

Open up a beer and
Say get over here
And play a video game

I’m in his favorite sun dress
Watchin me get undressed
Take my body down town

I say ‘You da bestest’
Lean in for a big kiss
Put his favorite perfume on
Go play a video game

It’s you, it’s you, it’s all for you
Everything I do
Tell you all the time
Heaven is a place on earth with you
Tell me all the things you wanna do
I heard that you like the bad girls
Honey, is that true?
It’s better than I ever even knew
They say that the world was built for two
Only worth living
If somebody is loving you
Baby now you do

Singing in the old bar
Swinging with the old stars
Living for the fame
Kissing in the blue dark
Playing pool and wild darts
Video games

He holds me in his big arms
He’s drunk and I am seein’ stars
This is all I think of
Watchin all our friends fall
Leanin out of old cars
This is my idea of fun
Playing video games

It’s you, it’s you, it’s all for you
Everything I do
Tell you all the time
Heaven is a place on earth with you
Tell me all the things you wanna do
I heard that you like the bad girls
Honey, is that true?
It’s better than I ever even knew
They say that the world was built for two
Only worth living
If somebody is loving you
Baby now you do

(Now you do)

It’s you, it’s you, it’s all for you
Everything I do
Tell you all the time
Heaven is a place on earth wit’ you
Tell me all the things you wanna do do
I heard that you like the bad girls
Honey, is that true?
It’s better than I ever even knew
They say that the world was built for two
Only worth living
If somebody is loving you
Maybe now you do

Maybe now you do

(Now you do)

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Don’t worry about a thing
‘Cause you don’t know what tomorrow might bring
All I wanna do is get along, take a breath, it’s easy

Tired of working on the same old stage
We all acting but the script’s the same

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got work (slight work)
d-town to the dmv
diplo wassup
got your girl going crazy
drunk white bitches
(work it, wo-wo-work it, oh)

[wale - verse 1]
i can do it all and it aint no problem
aint nobody harder than a nigga folarin
bitch i hard, i’m ballin’ i’m globe trotting
and my flow art my nigga, i’m mozart with it
it’s all good, i do this
i turn a straight prude bitch into a nudist
foolish i be on that new shit
and i’m blowing up like bitches we went to school with
aint nobody checking for your garbage
lot of intuition i aint even finish college
never hit the mall and forever get it all
any broad better layer like i’m dressing for the fall, nigga
and i’m all that, hit the passenger door
shawty was pinkberry sweet and i aint lactose
i aint tryna brag tho, i’m just know i’m that dope
kick game bo jacks, my bo jacks tai bo
haha, and it aint no problem, you race to these broads
i relay ‘em, baton ‘em
bitches in here, one thou
but when you step out why the bitches run out
double mg shit i put the set down
rick james back, bad bitches on the couch
ahh, wordplay, olubowale my first name
i think i’m koko b. ware, you just a bird babe
i got a pair of j’s, i roll a pair of j’s
we up in diamond supply, spending that carrot cake
let it marinate, you forever late
a million home sellers couldn’t find a real estate

[hook]
(work it, work it)
slight work, its light work
(work it, work it)
the wrong drink, the right work
slight work, light work
(work it, work it)
the wrong drink, the right work
work, work, work, work
work, work, work, work
work, work, work, work

[big sean]
bitch you aint a boss til you cut a pay check
only thing between me and your bitch is latex
man, and i aint into saving these hoes
my nigga tell me where you see a cape at
b-i, b-i bitch b-i-g
the two things i don’t need are you and my id
i’mma need a yellow cab and a yellow bad bitch
green faces but a nigga dodging yellow badges, wooop (sirens)
cause i’m drunk, yeah ok
under 25 living the f-cking life
white amercia said i’ll be doing 25 to life
and just for that, i’ma blow 25 tonight
you make 25 a year, i make 25 a night, woah
blucka, blucka, blucka
bitch get hit with my ciroc vodka choppa
(go) takin’ body shots, blocka, blocka, blocka
probably in your girls dreams, probably in your daughter locker
top floor like i’m out tanning
and they stole your whole delivery, now thats outlandish
i guess like good delivery, man, i’m outstanding
car tinted, i’m in it, til like i’m out camping, goddamit
i’m one hell of a guy, looking down on a cloud, thats one hell of a high
bitch, i gets ghost, the way she screaming big
niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

[hook]

[outro]
you already know, finally famous in this
d-town to the dmv,
probably got your girl going crazy, crazy, boiii, boi, boi

from the d-town to the dmv, i got all these bad bitches tryna get with me
from the d-town to the dmv, i got all these bad bitches tryna get on me
we need to see id

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verse 1:
weather man said it’s gonna snow
by now i should be used to the cold
mid-february shouldn’t be so scary
it was only december
i still remember the presents, the tree, you and me

chorus:
but you went away
how dare you?
i miss you
they say i’ll be ok
but i’m not going to ever get over you

verse 2:
living alone here in the space
i think of you, and i’m not afraid
your favorite records make me feel better
cause you sing along
with every song
i know you didn’t mean to give them to me

chorus:
but you went away
how dare you?
i miss you
they say i’ll be ok
but i’m not going to ever get over you

it’s really sad you know when i see you in stone
cause you went away, how dare you?
i miss you
they say i’ll be ok
but i’m not going to ever get over you

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a little femme-femme-femme-femme body

dj come to my rescue
it’s down to the sound of a heartbeat
i knew the moment i met you
you were na-na-na-na-naughty
dj come to my rescue
let’s pound to the metal in your backseat
i knew the moment i met you
you were gon-gon want my body

hands, hands up
get your fucking hands up
hands, hands up
get your fucking hands up
hands, hands up
get your fucking hands up
hands, hands up
a little femme-femme-femme-femme body

let’s get naughty, naughty
let’s get naughty, naughty
let’s get naughty, naughty
i wanna get naughty, naughty
whoa naughty, naughty
let’s get naughty, naughty
let’s get naughty, naughty
let’s get naughty, naughty
i wanna get naughty
will you touch me
just touch me
show me your heart
will you touch me
just touch me
show me your heart

all my hoes touch your toes
i said all my hoes touch your toes

dj spin me with your fingers
flip me over like a pancake
hold on-on and remember
dip-dip-dip-dip-dip it in my milkshake
it fucks with you cause of bright light
mj does it on a days
i really wanna ride your train all night
but i don’t wanna have your babies

hands, hands up
get your fucking hands up
hands, hands up
get your fucking hands up
hands, hands up
get your fucking hands up
hands, hands up
a little femme-femme-femme-femme body

let’s get naughty, naughty
let’s get naughty, naughty
let’s get naughty, naughty
i wanna get naughty, naughty
whoa naughty, naughty
let’s get naughty, naughty
let’s get naughty, naughty
let’s get naughty, naughty
i wanna get naughty
will you touch me (hands, hands up, get your fucking hands up)
just touch me (hands, hands up)
show me your heart (get your fucking hands up)
will you touch me (hands, hands up, get your fucking hands up)
just touch me (hands, hands up)
show me your heart (get your fucking hands up)
oh!

naughty, naughty
let’s get naughty, naughty
let’s get naughty, naughty
i wanna get naughty, naughty
whoa naughty, naughy
let’s get naughty, naughty
let’s get naughty, naughty
let’s get naughty, naughty
i wanna get naughty

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[ludacris]
look, i make my own decisions
learn from my own mistakes
my enemies they want beef but don’t know whats at stake
i started out with nothing, just a dream and some hope
i fiend for the riches like them crackheads fiend for the dope
i went from freeze tag to holding some weed bags
to a clown of hoes juggling my bean bag
i went from spin the bottle to kiss the model
to 3 more seconds we gone find out if she spits or swallows
i heard its a recession, while you hardly survive
the hardest decision of my day is which car i’ma drive
roll’s royce phantom, maybe the gold ac’
or the origami ferrari the way it fold back
this aint no 760, bitch this an alpiner
custom kicks chrome lips as deep as vagina
and women lost for words, guess they don’t know english
no matter what language they speak they all know dinglish

[hook]
don’t you understand with this blunt in my hand
(i’m fire) smoke smoke smoke sumthin;
and don’t you understand with the world in my hand
if i aint the shit
don’t you understand with this blunt in my hand
(i’m fire) smoke smoke smoke sumthin;
and don’t you understand with the world in my hand
if i aint the shit

[ludacris - verse 2]
now as the world turns spinning on its axis
my dick be brushing women’s lips like chapstick
they say it’s cold on the outside
so like a dentist i’m tryna keep the mouth wide
reminiscing on my days on the southside
i made many leak and i aint talkin’ ’bout no housewives
from eating canned tuna, to shoe hills with puma
from women saying “hey chris” to “goddamn luda!”
from playing slap box to making the ‘lac drop
to white neighbours swear i’m selling crack rock
eyes so low they think i’m asian when i’m blazing
cause that purples on my chest like i’m playing for the ravens
cadillac devilles still rolling til the tires flat
not from arizona but i swear i want that diamond back
sunroof tar, wood grain wheel
i sign for millions, ya’ll would never get the same deal

[hook]

[big k.r.i.t - verse 3]
i got a candy coated fetish, hoe dont you forget it
but big big big let me wet it, its that k-r-i-t stay besides me
we can go get this dough, then we mind if you show me dime
i promise you wont let go
i got an old school and that bass big
if it aint on chrome than it aint me
and my mouthpiece colder than the ice season
call me father winter in the peak of summer i spit december
breaking backs as they cracking limber
if thats your bitch than she can’t remember
i give her wood, she holla timber
and the paint i play the sum or attention
television of a player with an intention to be rich?
well i hate to mention?
back again, one more time for the buck niggas
and the thoroughbread that won’t f-ck with ‘em
and hanged on cause i stuck with ‘em
i aint got time to waste hoe
didn’t have shit now i make more than i can barely count
keep the thoroughbread shaking what the good lord gave ‘em
yo chick ass been a bounce
we still live from the underground
aint nothing changed to me
i put it down from the south, and body everything these lames claim to be
young chris…

[hook]

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this joints almost out, i got another one though
let me just toss some shit
nigga i smoke good errday, i probably live the life that you wish you could errday
you probably think i had it good had it made but nigga im from the burgh i was in the hood errday
but now im hoppin off of jets and these people cuttin me checks and i say people cuz im rich and rich people show me respect
this cofermatriam, hes from collect, these diamonds i got on, they are baguettes
or vvs, a wall of them see me used to just be that dude on the net now im all in your tv
butler asked me what i want a get bentley or lamborghini
just came home and made 200 grand and blew it all on wai ki ki
just came home and paid 200 grand blew it all on the wiji smokin on 8 ounces to myself and aint at all feelin sleepy
realest nigga out, it aint hard to believe me thats why all the people that you know try they hardest to beeeeee me
cuz nigga i smoke good errday, i probably live the life that you wish you could errday
you probably think i had it good got it made but nigga im from the burgh and i roll up the l

welcome to my house party x 4

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