Lyrics:
Take me to your place in space
I'm simply tired of mad rage
On rocket ship no time to wait
I just want to gravitate
It's out of sight, it's out
It's not easy
It's not easy living on your own
It's not easy
It's not easy living on your own
And it's hard (it's not easy)
And it's hard
It's not easy
It's not easy living on your own
It's not easy
It's not easy living on your own
And it's hard (it's not easy)
And it's hard
who the writer of my dreams is
It's just me with my mind playing tricks again
Waving flags like i'm in a damn bull pen
I learn to laugh it off
I tend
Put it up, put it up, put it up
or fuc** it up
Put it up, put it up, put it up
or fuc** it up
Put it up, put it up, put it up
or fuc** it up
fuc**
Take it
Take it
Take it
Take it
Take it
Take it
Drink some water, fake it
Take it
Take it
Take it
Take it
Take it
Take it
Your brain won't be able
Look, shorty said it's real, said she wanna fuck with me
And I just keep it G, so she fell in love with me
Man, I been grindin' super hard, this shit
(Okay)
Something new can you show me (What)
I'm the only one like Kenobi
Dolled up but it's oh so lonely
Ruki red, gemstones
Hid the truth, I been known
ain't right
And I hope that I'm wrong
I don't wanna be right
You won't do this to me
Not me, not me
Why you asking me these questions? it's me
You
it's ambition and betting
But who do you think you are?
Do you think you are, I said (oh, oh, oh)
Ooh, some kind of superstar
You have got
Add it up and count it, add it up and count it
Add it up and count it, nigga, then recount it
Add it up and count it, add it up and count it
Add
Von, Von
Von, Von (huh? What? Huh? Huh? Huh?)
(Dj on the beat so its a banger)
Let me tell you what it's like
Let me tell you what it's like
This is a Missy Elliot exclusive
Do it, do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it, do it
the infant.
Wise Man 2: We must pay homage to him.
Mandy: Homage!! You're all drunk you are. It's disgusting.
Out, out!
Wise Man 3: No, no.
You can't stop it, you can't stop
It, you can't stop it
The world is in my pocket
You can't stop it, you can't stop
It, you can't stop it, i want
me?
(Put me in that motherfucka)
Yeah that type of shit
You know what time it is
Maybe it's the thug in me
By age thirteen I was buckwild
Good at my
Let's get it on
We don't give a what-what
We don't give a what-what (shit)
Get it on the floor
Get it, get it on the floor (what)
Get it
If she get a shot of whiskey she know how to throw it back
She turn up for Elvis Presley, told the DJ, "Throw it back"
She look better every
Let's get it on
We don't give a what-what
We don't give a what-what (shit)
Get it on the floor
Get it, get it on the floor (what)
Get it
This is a real murder thing
Sexy lady come and twerk for me e
Do your body like a snake for me e
Me love the way you bend it on me e
M-m-m-mmmm bend
drink
When I get a post release
I'mma buy so many bottles they gon' think I'm Big Meech
When I catch that bird bitch I'mma put it to her beak
No I'mma
Back it up
Back it up
Back it up
Back it up
Back it up
Girl you looking bad as fuck
Mack it up
Mack it up
Mack it up
Mack it up
Mack it up
Girl you
(Mmmm mmm)
(Mmmm mmm)
It's quite okay
Got this problem with bitches up in my face
I've been looking for love in the wrong place
Now I can't help but
Yeah
Ya
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
Ya
And I'll do it all myself if you runnin' from it (runnin' from it)
Put that money on the shelf, bitch I'm
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