Hope that cosurmyne Just get out of bed and forget it man You're getting ahead of yourself again It won't dissapear Hot spell on the roof I'm on Tryna give in to find someone Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah How d'you do, baby?

When I pray for you I hope you get down on your knees 'Cause that's what I do, that's what I do I talk to God about you I pray you love like your momma And you forgive just like she does 'Cause when this life knocks you down Oh, when I pray for you And I

When I get drunk, and talk to God I wish that I could go to church but I'm too ashamed of me I hate the fact it takes a bottle to get me on my knees And I hope he'll forgive the things you ain't forgot I say I'm sorry for all the things I'm not I mean

You put your arms around me and I'm home And I believe that it's easier for you to let me go I hope that you see right through my walls I hope that you catch me, 'cause I'm already falling I'll never let a love get so close You put your arms around me I

And I know that you don't But if I ask you if you love me I hope you li-li-li-lie You look happy Flashing back to New York City Changing flights so you'd stay with me Now I wish we'd never met 'Cause you're too hard to forget

You never loved me like I loved you Hanging on the weekend You're gonna be okay if I start seeing somebody new You hope that I do It won't be long 'Til I forget to call every time that I'm drinking And you ain't the love song I can't keep from singing I

Girl don't feel outta place 'Cause I, I'm in love with this feeling now And I, I, hope that this will last a while We should make it last a while You like to drink, so do we Get more bottles, bring 'em to me Hold your glasses up, people everywhere Now

Yeah, the locals tell the stories keeping the heroes alive They turn down town upside down, they live to have the time of their lives The night ain't over yet and, man, I hope I get To have a drink with the locals tonight Yeah, the locals, they're the

I just hope it lasts forever I think this might be paradise I think this might be wonderland Ricky Rozay Maybach Music Get you out to France, fly you out to Nice Or we can chill out in Atlanta, let's enjoy the feast We can do the spa, we can do the mall

The Boys always spending all their money on love You get high and fuck a bunch of girls And then cry on top of the world I hope you have the time of your life I hope I don't lose it tonight They wanna touch it, taste it, see it, feel it Clone it, own it,