Every lie you tell comes true (true) But I still wanna be with you (you) I blame it on you (yeah) Bad boy make a bad girl, bad boy make a bad girl I blame it on you, I blame it on you You, I blame it on you, I blame it on you Uh-huh, so good, but I know

Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Coordinate the tan with the beans in my Rockstar skinnies Spend that money fast if I have to Make that money back if I had you Coordinate the tan with the beans in my Rockstar skinnies (Straight up!) I'mma need some more, need

Niggas runnin' out they mouth but they never pop out I got the drop on your spot, everybody watch out All my niggas on fifty, so you know we hopped out Mobbed out, opps out, we gon' show what we about All my niggas really gang bang, talk that damn slang

We're like sun and rainy weather Sometimes we're a hit together Gloomy moods and inspiration We're a funny combination I don't think I'm different or in any way unique Think about yourself for a minute And you'll find the answer in it Everyone's a freak

What is soul? What is soul, babe? Some few people really know It's deep within us, it doesn't show A soul is somethin' that comes from deep inside But a soul is a somethin' that you can't hide Search your heart, go deep down low Way down there you'll

Necrosadistic Warning You will not rest in peace Hordes of the rotting dead surround the villagers Unwary victims mangled and battered Once buried warriors have risen to kill again Signs of their wickedness left for a warning

You know I want cha (want cha) I know you want me (want me) I know you want me One-two-three-four Uno-do'-tres-cuatro Ella quiere su rumba (¿cómo?) Its Mr. 305 checkin' in for the remix

They said I got next, nigga, I got now I flooded my Patek, my wrist is bust down Your circle full of squares, somethin' that we run around No, they cannot compare us when we come through, shut it down (Based1 got them bands, ho) They said I got next,

In the wild frontier, in the wild In the wild frontier, off the beaten track In the wild frontier, better watch your back Where your dreams get real or your blood gets spilled Gotta face your fears in the wild frontier In the wild, in the wild In the

And it all comes down to you You see your gypsy She was just a wish So I'm back to the velvet underground Back to the floor that I love To a room with some lace and paper flowers Back to the gypsy that I was To the gypsy that I was Well, you know that it