Yeah I know that I let you down Is it too late to say I'm sorry now? I'm sorry, yeah Is it too late now to say sorry? Sorry, yeah You gotta go and get angry at all of my honesty You know I try but I don't do too well with apologies I hope I don't run out

Won't you stay 'til the A.M.? All my favourite conversations Always made in the A.M 'Cause we don't know what we're saying We're just swimmin' 'round in our glasses And talkin' out of our asses Like we're all gonna make it, yeah yeah You and me were

Yeah, when I step in the spot, motherfuckers say "who that?" Big Bun B, but you already knew that Live from the state where they chop it and screw that You hatin' on the trill OG, where they do that? (for real!) Motherfuckers need to get off the dick,

I want to hold your hand I can't hide I think you'll understand When I say that somethin' And when I touch you I feel happy inside It's such a feelin' that my love Yeah, you got that somethin' Oh yeah I tell you somethin'

Jumpin' on and off the jet Yeah, yeah (Jumpin' on and off the jet) Ordered the 14 passenger Flyest nigga in America Fresher than a mannequin Jumpin' on and off— We say it's up, then it's up Perfect timin', dropped a diamond in my cup Solitaires on my

Say you want me Young blood All of the time Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh Out of your life And I’m just a dead man walking tonight You push and you pus and I’m pulling away Pulling away from you I give and I give and I give and you take, give and you take

We can make it work We, Jah people, can make it work Come together and make it work, yeah Five days to go, working for the next day Four days to go, working for the next day Say we got, three days to go now, working for the next day Two days to go (ooh),

Party people say, party people say, "Aye It's a new day, it's a new day" World is gettin' ready, everybody's ready, yeah! For a new day, for a new day, Celebrate and say Oh, oh, A-K! Celebrate and say aye, aye, aye, aye aye (aye) There's a feeling that I

Yeah I know when you're outside, I could feel the temperature rise The temperature, temperature Yeah I, I say I could get you so high Uh, girl you're hot and cold, that makes you warm Let your ex-man stay in the storm When you don't have to force it,

Daylight come and we don't wanna go home Dayo, me say dayo Yeah so, we losin' control Turn the lights low 'cause we about to get blown Let the club shut down (We won't go, oh, oh, oh) From the window (from the window) To the wall (to the wall) This club