Everytime I get high, I just think about you Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn See ya, see you Na na na na na na, na Ayo, as the world turns, the blunt burns (Who you gettin' at, Nicki?) Watch them cunts learn Fashion icon, Audrey Hepburn I move keys,

'Cause you're a sky, 'cause you're a sky full of stars I'm gonna give you my heart I don't care, go on and tear me apart I don't care if you do, ooh 'Cause in a sky, 'cause in a sky full of stars I think I see you 'Cause you light up the path I think I

Every time I see you I can't look away and I can't pass through You're like an early morning Monday Bringing me down messing with my mood I'd love to say I could hold myself together But I can't help but come unglued You're like a wreck out on the

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Resistirme imposible sera De la manera que tu lo haces ninguna lo hará Recostandose en la pared Sigue provocandome Bien suelta Los lideres Los dos envueltos hay que llegar

Said she ain't got nothing good to say You ain't shit (you ain't shit, you ain't shit) You ain't shit So she ain't gon' say nothing, but this Guess I got used to hearing whatever I wanted to hear So she ain't gon say nothing, but this That's what she

Soubaye dakeu taye waye Wayé daye fékeu yawe ga gueumeco Mais il faut que tu y crois fort Soubaye dakeu taye waye Wayé daye fékeu yawe ga beugueuco Je te dis lève-toi, lève-toi Demain sera meilleur qu’aujourd’hui Demain sera meilleur qu’aujourd’hui Mais

Yes I understand I done came a long way From huggin them corners to appearin on TV From choppin up nicks, like this here feeds me To makin 'em hits, like this shit's easy But it's not, it's a whole lot of bullshit involved And truthfully, I'd rather be

Swalla-la-la Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la) Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank) Swalla-la-la (drank) My freaky, freaky gyal All you girls in here, if you're feeling thirsty Freaky, freaky gyal Young Money Come on take a sip 'cause you know what

Yeah I guess that’s my church Can I get a hallelujah Can I get an amen Feels like the Holy Ghost running through ya When I play the highway FM I find my soul revival Singing every single verse I’ve cussed on a Sunday I’ve cheated and I’ve lied

My bitches love me, yeah (love me, yeah) My bitches love me, yeah My bitches love me, yeah (yeah) I get her Gucci (aye) They give me loyalty I got it untucked We up in Barney's (aye) I'm a good lookin' nigga, I'ma stunt (I'ma stunt) Said, I'm a good