Looking for a cause I'm hanging on a dream that's too dumb to die I feel like a cello Lost somewhere over the rainbow Way up high, too scared to dream But too dumb to die Well all I got was camouflage Oh, oh I love you Oh, oh I do

Otra noche en Miami Otra noche sin ti Otra noche en Miami (Yeh) Diez en punto de la noche y salgo como de costumbre Prendas en diamantes que cieguen cuando me alumbre Me diferencio de la muchedumbre A mi estilo puede que no te acostumbre' No sé si irme

Ooh, now I'll never get over you until I find something new That get me high like you do, yeah yeah That get me high like you do Biddy-da-dum, boo'd up Hear my heart go ba-dum, boo'd up Biddy-da-dum, it just won't stop, it go Hear my heart go ba-dum,

La la, di da da da dum Sing us a song tonight Oh, la la la, di da da Sing us a song you're the piano man Well we're all in the mood for a melody And you got us feeling alright It's nine o'clock on a Saturday The regular crowd shuffles in There's an old

Corrlinks and JPay Ear Dummers Sniper gang Mike WiLL Made-It I'm like a fiend, know what I mean? I need everythin' No homie, this ain't lean, I'm drinkin' lemonade I ain't talkin' Blige but I'm blowin' Mary J. You would think I'm blind 'cause I be

Murda on the beat with the murder man Ben Simmons shake 'em with the left hand Steppin' on his dope like a step dad Too turnt up, can't help that Shittin' on a hater no Ex-Lax Watch so dumb it got kept back Bitch so thick, she can't help that 'Cause she

Niggas gon' always be niggas Can't afford to give my heart to these niggas Ain't got time to lose my mind to these niggas Na na na na na na na na na (oh na na) I'm young, I be sprung and Sometimes it's just so damn fast I'm not dumb, no I'm not dumb I

Goodbye Sister Disco With your flashing trash lamps And to your clubs and your tramps My dancing's left you behind Goodbye, now you're solo Black plastic; deaf, dumb and blind As I walked through that hospital door I was sewn up like a coat I got a smile

Be your man I wanna hear you calling my name Like hey mama mama hey mama mama (Hey) Be my woman, girl, I'mma Be my woman, girl, I'll I love the dirty rhythm you play Banging the drum like dum di di dey I know you want it in the worst way Best believe

Sing us a song, you're the piano man Sing us a song tonight Well, we're all in the mood for a melody La la, di da da da dum And you got us feeling alright It's nine o'clock on a Saturday The regular crowd shuffles in There's an old man sitting next to me