Lyrics:
Saturday night
And we can turn this club around
Gonna burn it, burn it down singing
Eh oh, eh oh
Eh oh, eh oh (Let's go)
Count on me
From the L
there, woman
Putting people down is less best to you
It just don't pay, Hey, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I want people today by starting with a smile
Be
"Hi". Hope that she's feeling me
She says "Hi" I ask "What is happenin'?"
No reply, oh that's how you gon' be
Well then bye
Talk to me, talk to me lady
you fall
The serpents head Mary our mother will crush
But anything else I'll be there in a rush
His bones are cracking, thank you Lady
Of Guadalupe for
hurrying
No one likes to be rushed into these things, men don't realize that we prefer a courtship first!
Oh! You do!
Lady Pinkerton is correct, you are
Then my old Kentucky home, good night
Weep no more, my lady
Oh weep no more today
We will sing one song for the old Kentucky home
For the old
somewhere
And you can be sure that ( you can be sure)
Somebody's gonna make love from the night until the day
Oh one thing (one thing's for sure)
I'm
they're not all there
I missed the young lady by only a hair
And then I took me a look, I said, "La-di-da-di"
A big fine girl, she had a hell of a body
all there
I missed the young lady by only a hair
And then I took me a look, I said, "la-di-da-di"
A big fine girl, she had a hell of a body
Then she
disarm me
Super bad, cold-crushed, number one be -boy
Like a paintin' from Picasso, I'm the real McCoy
Crown-Prince of rappin', Godfather of bees
People, it feels so good to be back
Ladies-ladies and ge-ge-gentlemen, gentlemen
Introducing-ducing the new-new and improved-proved
You-you know
People, it feels so good to be back
Ladies-ladies and ge-ge-gentlemen, gentlemen
Introducing-ducing the new-new and improved-proved
You-you know
ole
Nah get my good up good ole
Nah get my good up good ole
He want buy me designer
Just to get my vagina
He wan by me Versace
Still nah get it from me
Machine Gun Kelly is as self-effacing as he
Is talented known also
By his real name Colson
Baker, MGK effortlessly defies
Easy categorization from
my hips, oh no
She don't wanna be single no more
She don't wanna be single no more
Mh mh mh mh
She don't wanna be single no more
She don't wanna
love me, love me, love me right, love me right...
Oh how you tease me
Driving me crazy
Want you to please me
So come on lady
(Oohh c'mon)
somewhere
And you can be sure that ( you can be sure)
Somebody's gonna make love from the night until the day
Oh one thing (one thing's for sure)
I'm
could make a young lady scream
By makin' musical sounds with my mounth(listen)
So I tried it at a party
And people didn't know it was me
And when
And be out for your revenue
Then even at you and she'll be blessin' you
Caressin' you, startin' that mess wit you
But you always good for now and plus
musical chairs, yo
Cats like Steve Bartels, Faisel, Jeff Harleston, man
They, they the real ones, you know what I mean
But like motherfuckers be so
dream, of that ghetto prom queen
Was to make it to the screen, maybe get seen
Maybe get chose by a nigga from my team
Head so good he don't ask for
Knowing everything from there on must be right
Just a notion
But somehow I know I'm not wrong
If it's our destiny
There's nothing we can do
a big ball
And he invited the tightest MC's
From the East and the West and the best dressed ladies
Got in for free, oh, it's all on me
It ain't where
She'll be down to ride
She ain't taking nothing from anybody
Cause this is for my baby
This is for my girl
She's my lady
Yeah I love her
Wouldn't
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