Oh oh oh oh oh ooh, ooh, b-ball for me, yeah Oh oh oh oh oh ooh, ooh, ball for me Baby could you? I got too much on my mind right now I ain't got the time to get you Saint Laurent down Could you? I got too much on my mind right now Time to hit Rodeo, give my baby

Why you want to trip on me Why you want to trip on me Stop trippin' Ooh stop trippin' Yeah stop trippin' Everybody just stop trippin' They say I'm different They don't understand But there's a bigger problem

I won't let you go Oh I won't, I won't let you go Said oh, I won't, I won't let you go Is this love, love, love, love, love? Ooh wee no defenses I'm too deep for common sense Well it's love, love, love, love, love yeah yeah Said I won't let you go now It's

I'm just waiting on a friend Ooh, Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah I'm not waiting on a lady Just waiting on a friend Watching girls passing by, it ain't the latest thing I'm just standing in a doorway I'm just trying to make some sense Out of these girls

You should have known The price of evil And it hurts to know That you belong here, yeah Ooh, Ooh, it's your fuckin' nightmare No one to call Everybody to fear Your tragic fate is looking so clear, yeah Nightmare!(now your nightmare comes to life)

Bring it on home, bring it on home Bring it on home to you 'M gonna bring it on home to you I've got my ticket, I've got that load Gone up, go higher, all aboard 'M take my seat, a-right way back, ooooh yeah yeah Watch this train goin' down the track

Send me some lovin' Send it, I pray How can I keep loving you Only when you're so far, far away? Ooh, Ooh, send me your kisses Why don't you send it, my dear So I can hold you And pretend, yeah, you are here Why don't you send me your kisses?

Don't talk to me, nuh-uh (Nuh-uh) Don't stare at me, nuh-uh (Ooh) Yeah, I done glowed up (Chyeah) Then I fucked your bitch, uh-huh (Uh-huh) What's your name? Lil Pump (Brrt) Told that bitch shut up (Chyeah) I drink a lotta lean (Ooh), pop a lotta pills

On the dead locs Yeah, Yeah, aight, on the dead locs That's on the dead locs Blueface, baby, on the dead locs On the dead locs ooh, ooh, ooh Finna over bleed this, lil' baby On the dead locs on the dead loc I ain't turnin' down nothing I turn nothing into

Let's get crazy, let's get crazy tonight (Oooh, whatcha gonna do?) Let's get crazy, let's get crazy tonight (oooooh yeah yeah) Hey little mama, gimme the keys tonight Hey little honey, comin' out for you tonight Let's jump in your wheels, see how it feels