Lyrics:
sumpin'
Turn it up, make it pumpin'
Let's sing it real loud
Everybody get down
Backstreet, Britney, 'N Sync, Christine
Everybody talk about
Pop music
paws up
'Cause you were born this way
LA FRANCE, Hands up, paris lets go! pont
Everybody on their feet, let's celebrate
My mama told me when I was young
(Will get rid of me)
No one is my company
I watched everybody leave
If I showed you all of my scars
Then would you like my honesty?
(Oh, would you like
my dip
I can't lay up, the main goal to get rich, Tell them let's play a game, when I touch you You Hit
They brother got left, I'm knowing they sick,
Pretty baby girl
Don't spill your booze on me
If you wanna show me love
Get yo ass up in my buzz
Shroom tea
Everybody sippin'
Shroom tea
Everybody sippin'
man and them stay pretty but I'ma stay shitty
Cruddy, it's all for the money, is you wit' me?
Get the bitches, and I'll commit the crime (uh-huh)
make a soft ass played out
Will forgive and forget yesterday
Now get 'em, Q, a pimp on foot, go to sleep, call us, wake up to a Cadillac
Remember Forrest
yeah
A Ricky is some I wouldn’t never be but if you try me your end up like Ricky
Aye leave a nigga died on the pavement and know I wouldn’t have no
everybody's hungry today
They can't wait 'cause Sunday's always hanging day
Hey Mama, dry up your hazel eyes
Hey Daddy, better straighten up that tie
A pretty
in a giant fireball and everybody died
Except for me
You know why?
'Cause I had my tray table up
And my seat back in the full upright position
can sum up
My religious feelings in a couple
Of paragraphs first: I
Believe in you and me i'm
Like Albert Schweitzer and Bertrand
Russell and Albert
Is the accent that you'll need
Everybody's gonna speak Chinese
There'll be brand new barroom pick-up lines
And freshly painted traffic signs
A whole
(like repossession)
Belive that
By the way that you scream my name
I put a talk that you ain't been claimed
Now you up in here with that lame
glossary when he gets to the party
Everybody's screamin at the top of their lungs
Just waitin for the Bay to come
Not worried bout the cops pullin up
Sayin
that's what white boy Tano do
So how's everybody doin' tonight?
Hope you're in the mood to get drunk and scream in a fight
Cause uh, we getting down
Shit was wack no can't go back
Can't be sad i woke up mad
Should I get right to it
Alteration, mood lift
Pop one, not done, roll up, full cup
Cop
shorts in the summer Timberlands when it snows
Sometimes I like to chill sometimes I like to mingle
Sometimes I get the fever for the flavor
dinner, then I'll take you home to eat
After parties at the clubs, showing up around three
Shots after shots, everybody buying drinks -
For you
Know it's
[Intro: Brandon T Jackson Talkin]
Cici Yo See Normally I Dont Do This
Brandon T Jackson Ugly Girls (Cici) Pretty Girls
Ima Be On Everybody Top 8 Ha
get up and go
To bigger better things
Live free, live free, live free, live free
Homie live free, live free, live free, live free
And everybody
a standing ovation (yeah)
Not tryna be part of that wave (wave)
Commas as if we conversate (conversate)
Tryna throw it in my face (face)
Tryna get me out
trying to fake it
Everybody get a little money
Watch them end up changing (AYE)
Beat, bang, bussin (Ah)
Beat, bang, bussin (Bang)
Beat, bang, bussin (Ah)
by a Mack truck
And don't come around forty and front and get tapped up
Cracked up, can't wait 'till this album is wrapped up
I'mma take you
Two hands up and a young nigga hoping
Pretty spoken, got to poking
You think you funny, I ain't even joking
But for real though, do you love me?
Ain't
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