Ain't no time for talking Show me what you got We're gonna get this bed rocking And it ain't gonna stop (You're getting locked up) Roll your body like you do Don't be afraid to move it You got everything I like so

You feel the vibe, it's contagious Look in yo eyes, shit is dangerous Grateful I had all the patience I know you going through some changes You taking pictures, know your angles Ooh, no we ain't perfect, but we damn close Ooh, you give me something I

The towers of London, these crumbling rocks Reality estates that the hero's got And every hour's maked by the chime of a clock And whatcha gonna do when the darkness surrounds? You can piss in the lifts which have broken down You can watch from the

I'mma smooth young nigga, Balmain's and Margiela's Bout a hundred thou on me, I'm hurting these suckas feelings What do you prove when you making 'em all jealous? I'm allergic to broke niggas 'cause all we know is get it, ayy I'm allergic to broke niggas

I got to the show, ayy and I know they want me to rock out I was tryna listen to your problem, marijuana I'mma wipe my jewelry, all my rocks are ready to pop y'all, ayy Fuck the baddest bitch, make 'em tap out Woke up in the spot, two hundred racks out

Just give me a minute Punch you in your mouth, leave diamonds on your lip Selling rerock, we passin' the block, slide in your block Depressing my ops I'm balling, so I put some diamonds on my fist I'mma hit it and quit it You need some drink, pint gon'

Best summer ever Wheels and waves, surf and shades Rocking every night and day Like shakes and fries, wet and dry It all adds up to feel like The best summer ever, yeah It's been the best summer ever Sad to say our time's come to an end But it's just

It's Friday night let's lose our minds in a downward spiral 'Cause we got no control (No control) It's Friday nights always save my life from the worst of times we ever had Thank God for punk rock bands Till Monday morning strikes again We are the kings

Rock and roll band, everybody's waitin' Getting' crazy, anticipatin' Love and music, play, play, play, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Well, we were just another band out of Boston On the road and tryin' to make ends meet Playin' all the bars, sleepin' in our

We-we, we lyrical murrrrrrrrrrrderers "This is the life, we gone!" - "I ain't with the leanin and rockin That ain't even seen as a option..." You're nothin without (Focus) Woo, Long Beach (lay your seats back) New Jersey (turn your speakers up)