Get it hot, get it hot Come on baby, get it hot Going out on the town Just a me and you Gonna have ourselves a party Just like we use to do Nobody's playing Manilow Nobody's playing soul

'Nother round, fill 'er up, This is what it's all about, no one can slow us down. Hell can't handle all of us, so get your bottles up. Drinkin' every drop until it all runs out. We ain't gonna stop until the clock runs out. (Bottoms up) Hammer down, grab

We'll all find our sacrifice tomorrow, Our journey on towards a brighter day, Silent tears we left behind, still so far away, Across the endless sands, Through the fields of our despair, Dream for all eternity, we stand, yeah, Rise above the universe

What do they call me My skin is black My arms are long My hair is woolly My back is strong Strong enough to take the pain inflicted again and again My name is AUNT SARAH My name is Aunt Sarah

I am just an icon living I am just an icon living, living Start a record label MSFTS just did it (woo) I need you to listen to the vision (woo) And we making money by the minute (woo) I'm about to do it way different I-i-icon living (woo) Last verse was

Step right up, he's the real thing The last chance of a lifetime Come see a living, breathing spectacle Only seen right here It's your last chance in this lifetime The line forms to the rear You won't believe your eyes Your eyes will not believe you're

Nah nah nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah, hey Jude Hey Jude, don't make it bad Take a sad song and make it better Remember to let her into your heart Then you can start to make it better Hey Jude, don't be afraid You were made to go out and get her The

My money right, my bread good (good, good) Shawty fuckin', wassup girl? that head good! Bang bang pow pow I do my thang thang Look at me now now My money right, my money money cash up Up up and away, face down, ass up I rep my town town, that's where I'm

You'll be my honeysuckle I'll be your honey bee I'll be your strong and steady You'll be my glass of wine I'll be your shot of whiskey You'll be my sunny day I'll be your shade tree I'll be your Mississippi You'll be my Little Loretta

I can be messy I can be messy, yeah, I admit it Oh, no changin' Oh, no changin' I can be cruel sometimes, outta my mind Insecure and out the door I can be hard to handle Dance around the house with nothin' but the radio on I can get crazy, yeah, I admit