Oh Anthonio, my Anthonio Do you ever Do you ever feel ashamed? Do you ever wonder where I am now? Do you even feel a thing? Overtime and overdue (due) Ain't no sleep, that is old news (old news) Been outside, that's with the crew (yeah) Made my night up

I got the poison I got the remedy, I got the pulsating, rhythmical remedy. Hello, yea, hold a sec. Liam there's someone on the phone for you. Oh, fuck's sake, trying to write this fucking tune, man. Yeah! Yeah! Boom! Yeah! Yeah! Bah! Yeah! Yeah! Boom!

If you want it, I'm gonna be Va va voom voom You got that boom boom If you got it, you got it I-I-I wanna give you one last option I-I-I wanna give you one last chance If-if you're looking for the main attraction Just hold on tight and let me do my dance

I know some East Side niggas and they love to bang Know some West Side niggas like to do the same thing And they pull up and wreck, pull up and wreck yeah Pull up and wreck yeah, pull up and wreck Know some West Side niggas like to the same thing Like,

Bitch, this ain't for sure, this a toss up Hit 'em up like Text from my girl said "Come feel me up" Bitch, this ain't no boss, this a boss up Bitch, this ain't Toyota, this European Bitch she ain't no hoe, she my girlfriend Bitch, this ain't is no nap,

You know what? I heard this shit before You told me you'd never let me go I tried some things that make you want to stay In that penthouse, all we did was fight and fuck I taught you some things you've never seen before We did some things that your mama

When I grow up, I want to be a forester Run through the moss on high heels That's what I'll do, throwing out a boomerang Waiting for it to come back to me When I grow up, I want to live near the sea Crab claws and bottles of rum That's what I'll have

Wake me up before you go-go Don't leave me hanging on like a yo-yo I don't want to miss it when you hit that high 'Cause I'm not plannin' on going solo Take me dancing tonight You put the boom boom into my heart (hoo, hoo) You send my soul sky high when

Booms (dings of bells and DNA) and the beginning of cradle.

Every time you drop a bomb You kill the god your child has born Boom, Boom, Boom, I'm walking through your streets Where all your money's earning Where all your buildings crying And clueless neckties working Revolving fake lawn houses Housing all your