That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it That's it, that's it That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it (ugh) Huh, it's Bebe 2 Chainz, yah Murda on the beat so it's not nice That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it (yeah) That's it, that's it,

Yeah I, I've seen those girls I think they look pretty cool But, you know, one thing I, I ya know That whole attitude about, ya know Dressing in the baggy clothes It's, I dunno I, I'm not into that I think it's kinda, kinda lame, ya know But, ah, maybe

Ooh everything that I told you Ooh you just smile and then you Kiss and tell Everything I say Stuck inside your little web Everybody wants to know, yeah Lips that lie Cover your track Sold me out and

Yeah but baby you're the one I need to stay Got a few bad habits babe Before you cause my little heart to break And my drinking baby I can cut down on it too I got to cut you lose now baby Cut down on my smoking babe Cut down on my smoking babe yeah

(Stick that thang out) Some more Uh! uh! some more, skeezer Keep shaking that thang girl, Keep popping that thang girl Dance, too much booty in your pants Yeah, uh! uh! some more I said ain't nothing but tutti fruity Get on the floor if ya got that booty

Yeah more sweet narcosis (I'll turn a stone I'll find you) Yeah, more sweet narcosis (I'll turn a stone I'll find you) Can you lick my wounds please Can you make it numb And kill the pain like cortisone And grant me intimacy How'll we split your

Waidmanns, manns, manns, manns Heil Die Kreatur muss sterben Auf dem Lande, auf dem Meer lauert das Verderben Ich bin in Hitze schon seit Tagen So werd ich mir ein Kahlwild jagen Und bis zum Morgen sitz ich an Damit ich Blattschuss geben kann Auf dem

She's fallin' in love now, losin' control now Fightin' the truth, tryin' to hide But I think it's alright, girl Yeah, I think it's alright, girl She's falling but she doesn't think he'll catch her 'Cause her last relationship was a disaster Accusations

They'll never catch me I'm running for the river Gotta run, gotta run Water ahead 'cause I can hear it in the distance 'Cause the river's been high and there ain't no goin' back You can ride, you can fly, you can tell them that you drive But there ain't

I was the last child, just a punk in the street Home sweet home Take me back to a south Tallahassee Down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassy Can't stand up on my feet in the city Got to get back to the real nitty-gritty Yes sir, no sir Don't come