(Verse 1) Dear sweetheart, wassup boo Whatchu up to? More club moves? I call her, no answer Her phone in the bag, she dancing Its four now, the clubs
[Chorus] Girl the way you're movin' Got me in a trance DJ turn me up Ladies this yo jam I'ma sip Moscato, and you 'gon lose dem pants Then i'ma throw
Im just doin' what I gotta' do flyin' with the rest of em' still got my Nike Boots flyin' with the rest of em X5 still got my nike Boots South side what
[Chorus] X2 Mama told me there'd be days like this But I ain't never ever think there'd be a day like this Not now not ever, and now until forever you
Look, I just wanna make you better I think I can save you, but I think I'm bi-polar I love you, then I hate you Crew from this dame, I hate whoever
Ladies and Gentlemen I ain't trynna be politically correct But I won't rest till I'm givin my respect And my vision isn't set on the money I get But more
Mirror, tell me I'm the realest Since all these other niggas got gimmicks in their lyrics It's all gun bustin', it's such a lack of the subject Could
It was cheap at half the price Took a shovel where a spoon would suffice Now I can't see you Now I can't see you Regimental in my way Detrimental at
I told ya! WHAT?! I told ya she liked... HOW DO YOU KNOW?! She told me. She said she's never had a man stir up all these feelings inside of her SHE'S
Here ye here ye Let's toast Let's celebrate life, let's celebrate wealth, and bypass plight, for the night. Drinks up Back like I never ever left in
No, I would never step into your shoes And dance in your chamber without you I'm looking and I'm praying for a place I can dwell in A place where our
Step inside, walk this way You and me babe, hey hey! Love is like a bomb, baby, c'mon get it on Livin' like a lover with a radar phone Lookin' like a
Beat billionaire [Rick Ross] You know I stick to the script Twenty-million dollar nigga, but I do it like this (M-M-M-Maybach Music, Maybach Music) [
I'd Rather Be with You Babe (yes I do) I'd rather beeeeee with youuuuuuuuuuuu [Chorus] Rather be, rather Rather be, rather Rather be, rather Rather beee
Uh, dub-A-L-E Appreciate it Joe, yeah Highly unstoppable, nothin's un-coppable Tito Santana matador ain't equipped to stop the bull Proud of product,
"Wonder why" [x3] [Intro - Wale talking] Back on my hip hop shit ladies and gentlemen. Yeah [Verse 1 - Wale] Don't wonder why my hours long and I never
[Verse 1] On behalf of the better half That ain't been better havin' I'm feelin' like I better have an answer Or explain why I'm nothin' but a cancer
[Ludacris] two shot and one drink ..they just be disturbing a piece that's what the neighbors say my girlfriend left me, i say life living for hit me