Who they want want you to be Who they wanted to see If my velocity starts to make you sweat Then just don't let go Get up and go Just leave the party with me and never go home But you'll just never know 'Cause the emergency room got no vacancy (Go) kill the

Cause I (want you) I'ma go head to ride with you My baby when I get you get you get you get you Smoking lokin' poking the deja till I'm idle with you Now baby when I'm riding here I'm riding dirty Registration is out of service Smoking lokin' drinking

I'm cryin' for me I'm gonna miss that smile I'm gonna miss you my friend Even though it hurts the way it ended up I'd do it all again So play it sweet in heaven 'Cause That's right where you want want to be I'm not cryin' cause I feel so sorry for you I'm

Nobody can ever hear him call You need to find a way for what you want want to say But before tomorrow 'Cause my friend said he'd take you home He sits in a corner all alone He lives under a waterfall Nobody can see him I need to be myself I can't be no one

And baby it said too much It didn't say enough 'Cause I'm waking up alone Missing that midnight kiss I can't promise you forever All I know is I still want want you to come over And I'm stone cold sober I let the whiskey talk I got the feeling now

Hey baby, ooh-hoo My love is callin', ooh-hoo So baby, ooh-hoo Just because it's the middle of night That don't mean I won't hunt you down 'Cause up, in, deep inside It's pullin' me and I want your love You and I should be gettin' it right Ain't no sense

Image that imagine that imagine that imagine that imagine imagine that Imagine that Close your eyes Now relax your mind Now I want you to picture yourself far far away (Prepare yourself girl cause we bout to take a ride)

And I, want to be, anarchy 'Cause I, I want want to be, anarchy Oh I am an anti-Christ And I am an anarchist Don't know what I want But I know how to get it I want to destroy your passion boy In this fuckin' city

You're such a fuckin' ho, I love it (I love it) I'm a sick fuck, I like a quick fuck (whoop!) 'Cause you know in the old days they couldn't say the shit they wanted to say They had to fake orgasms and shit We can tell niggas today, "Hey, I wanna cum,

I am a master hunter I cured my skin, now nothing gets in Nothing not as hard as it tries I have some news You're not sad, you look for the blues You want want a woman cause you want want to be saved Well I'll tell you that I got a little lot on my plate Well if