Let love keep us lifting, my dear Life is a honeymoon, we're gonna live it Serve the cervesa 'cause we wanna sip it Not missing a moment we're given 'Cause life is a honeymoon, we're gonna live it Turn up a summer tune, we're gonna kick it Get it

Ronny J on the beat, bitch! Haha, ay, uh, uh Red light, let that bitch go at the red light Big bite, bet that bitch bite like a great white Fistfight, uh, can't do that, we tote them dicks like Gunfight, know that this ain't what you want Yes I'm

She just wanted to ride in a Delahaye 135 She just wanted to ride in a Hudson Commodore No need to worry anymore Time between the glory days and the golden years She did the work of twenty able men Sent Tommy off to school to be an engineer And Sarah

Wake up mama, turn your lamp down low. Yes now, wake up mama, turn your lamp down low. Have you got the nerve to drive poor papa Taj from your door? Woke up this mornin' baby, I had them Statesboro blues. Statesboro Georgia, that is. Woke up this mornin,

Swimmin' after me Timbuktu to Bamako Swimmin' into the deep blue sea My baby back Down the road I go Oh, rollin' on, oh, rollin' on Oh, I wish I was a catfish I'd have all the good lookin' women Cause these blues, oh, these blues

I can show you the world girl the world girl But ain't nothing else like L.A. I can show you the paws my balls The Taj Mahals to the strip in M.I.A. I can show the waterfalls in Spain and Prague To the beach in St. Tropes Nothing like L.A. When they come

Hope it's no hard feelings (No hard feelings, hard feelings, hard feelings) I broke so many hearts Hope it's no hard feelings Southside on the track, yeah Evil Genius Gucci season Brrr! Brrr! Haha Guwop, wizop

Everyone I know better be wasted You know I would pour one up 'Cause the way I lived, it was amazing Everyone welcome to my funeral All of my friends are in the room Welcome to my funeral When it's my time, I know you'll tailor a new suit for me And buy

1001 nights unseen The philosopher and the queen A ballad of dark queen echoes through night As he flees the curse of gods, the pharaoh`s wrath Ancient mariner in a sea of sand The burning beauty his tomb to die for Horizon`s swarming with death Heaven

I ain't never seen no whiskey, the blues made me sloppy drunk I went upstairs to pack my leavin' trunk I ain't see no blues, whiskey made me sloppy drunk I'm going back to Memphis babe, where I'll have much better luck Look out Mama you know you asked me