Twenty four karat magic in the air Head to toe so player Put your pinky rings up to the moon Girls, what y'all trying to do? Oh they don't don'tknow? (Go on tell 'em) So many pretty girls around me and they waking up the rocket (keep up) Why you mad, fix ya

Shall I write or phone from Paris or Rome Even though you're tryin' to hold me back You don't don'tget no mail you know I'm in jail Fare thee well, my brother, please don't don'tstand in my way I'm goin' down to that dirty town no matter what you say You fooled me

I look you in the grill And I laugh inside Niggas always perpetratin Like they down to ride But please don't don'ttry to tell me What I can not see What's the real definiton

Anyway, I can try anything it's the same circle that leads to nowhere and I'm tired now. Anyway, I've lost my face, my dignity, my look, everything is gone and I'm tired now. But don't don'tbe scared, I found a good job and I go to work every day on my old

Run to his arms the moment he comes home to you Hey, little girl, comb your hair, fix your make-up Soon he will open the door Don't Don'tthink because there's a ring on your finger You needn't try any more For wives should always be lovers too I'm warning you

A kid out of school, trying to find my way. But I don't don'tknow the rules, teach me how to play. You sure know what you're doing holding me this way. And I'll go where you lead me Anywhere you say. You've got me where you want me. So darling please be kind.

(I got a Public Pretender, tryin' to make me a winner) (Nigga please don't don'tsurrender, they'll have you for dinner) Now that's how this shit go! And I know you don't don'tlike me spittin' in your motherfuckin' face But ain't a motherfuckin' thing, you can do,

And all that I've lost, and all that I've won Don't Don'tmean nothing more when you open your eyes and they're gone We try to stay young, by chasing the sun You blink for too long, the swans sing a song After all we've been told, we're still flesh and bone

But you, you can't say I ain't country You can say you don't don'tlike my truck You can say that I talk and I dress all funny You can say I drink too many longnecks That my edges are a little too rough You can call me a sinner 'cause I cuss on Sunday You can

Oh me, oh me, oh my I just shut the club down, I ain't even try If you not fuckin' with us Test us and I guarantee we let it fly I always tell the truth, boy, I ain't gotta lie If you ain't fuckin' with us, don't come to our side See them rollin' with