Yeh yeh Sta na na na na woowooooee Yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh yehh Ho ha ha ha hi A she these are some serious times All I can see around us is just violence and crime Full time for us to centralize, socialize and realize Let the sun shine throughout everyday

We've come a long way since that day And we will never look back, at the faded silhouette To the old school To the old rounds, it's all about the newfound We are the newborn, the world knew all about us (We are the future and we're here to stay) And we

We will be superstars, superstars, you and I Yeah, we run this party Con las manos pa' arriba, dale We will be superstars Because your touch, like poison Is running through my veins I'm on the all electric, siempre, siempre, siento We're like Bonnie and

Did you get what you deserve? If life ain't just a joke Then why are we laughing? The ending of your life And if you get to heaven I'll be here waiting, baby The end and if your life won't wait Then your heart can't take this No one ever had much nice to

Pour me something stronger than me Pour me something stronger Pour me something straight All these crooked voices, make them go away I can barely stand up I can hardly breathe Oh, here I go again Walking the line Killing time between my sins

Oh me, oh my might Cut dope, gone need more quinine (Off the rip) Forty knock his head off (off the rip) Drop top V, niggas sped off (off the rip) I'ma ride with my dog off the rip Talking brown bag, paper tag off the rip Shawty came through, bent it

(fuck wit' the lights, fuck wit' the, wit' the lights on) Have you lost your mind No more drugs for me Pussy and religion is all I need Baby we'll live a hell of a life Tell me when you think we've crossed the line Grab my hand and Never in your wildest

Away from here Into Zimbabwe babwe babwe babwe We need a holiday Need a holiday Let's board a plane without no destination Taking time and gonna need some patience Leaving city for an open highway

Going to Louisiana, baby, behind the sun If the river was whiskey and I was a diving duck You know I just found out My trouble's just begun I'm going to New Orleans get me a Mojo Hand I would swim to the bottom Drink myself back up I'm gonna get you

"Ha oh ho, aw, play something country." Crank up the band, play the steel guitar. Hank it up a little, let's rock this bar. Threw back a shot, yelled "I'm a George Strait junkie." "Ha oh ho, play something country." Yes, she blew through the door like