Waiting on the world to change So we keep on waiting, yeah We keep on waiting, yeah Me and my friends We're all misunderstood They say we stand for nothing And there's no way we ever could Now we see everything that's going wrong With the world and those

Swag overdose (Yeah), swag to the most Bodybag Dior, as well as Saint Laurent Balenciaga, run it up (Balenci'), pop collar with a slut Top shotta in the guts, double M, it's a must Maybach, sippin' mud, matte black with the guts Blasted off, enjoy it,

I can't feel a damn thing I can’t feel a damn thing I’ma touch you right (Let me get inside my zone) I’ma touch you right (Just let me) Woah, ooh yeah Why you rushing me baby?

Baby you're a dreamer You don't know what I need, yeah Now I know you got heart But come back from the stars 'Cause baby you're a dreamer And we all have a dream, yeah We can't live in the dark I can't see where you are Before the nightmare comes to play

What's up? The Dope Boys in the building. What's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys. Yeah, what's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys. The Dope Boys in the building. Yeah? The Dope Boys in the building. The Dope Boys, The Dope Boys.

When you're reaching out, reaching out for me, yeah So when you reach for me, I'm glad I'm by your side And you're holding me, I'm alright, I'm alright I wanna hold you, I wanna touch you I wanna feel good and make you mine We're on our own Somehow we

I want to go home Oh, how I want to go home I want to go home, yeah Last night I went to sleep in Detroit City I dreamed about them cotton fields of home I dreamed about my mother, dear old pappy, sister and brother And I dreamed about the girl who's

Fuego, fuego (Fire, fire) Ardiente, caliente, ardiente, caliente Pásame la hookah, ¡eh! Y e' que la calle bota Y yo me quedo contigo La' mujere' andan sin marí'o, ¡eh! Hasta que se acabe la noche Fuego, fuego (Uh) Que el coro ya ta' prendí'o

Yeah, gotta say what's up to my nigga Slick Rick For those who don't like it, eat a dick But for those who with me, sing that shit As it go a little something like this La Di Da Di, we likes to party We don't cause trouble, we don't bother nobody We're,

That's were I'm from Cowboy town Dirt, Mud, and Dust Bibles and Beer Outlaws, Barb Wire, Saddles, and Steers Its a simple life, Oh its sacred ground. Hard times, High winds can't bring us down In cowboy town, yeah cowboy town We wear our boots to dinner