Niggas hate all the time, I got no fuck to give Lil' nigga speak your mind, why you still bein' stiff? Know it's the perfect time, yeah they know what it is And she gon' fuck with me, she like the way I live Ay, and she gon' fuck with me, she like the

Bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow All I give a fuck about is that dinero They say "You a fool boy, what’s wrong with Gerald?" I’m bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow The British are here The Bay is here, you know? Pull up in that Bruce Wayne

It's your life to live It's your love to give It's your love to give, hey baby It's your life (I'm in love with you, baby) I'm falling in love with you (Can't help hoping that, baby) I can't help hoping that, baby You're falling in love with me too

Hey we break out the fiddle, stay up all night. Oww we jump in the river, get your skinny dip on, Give the jar a little twist, let you take a little sip, End the night with a kiss, we do it like this! Ahh u ain't nothing but a heart breaker, Ain't got no

Gu-Gucci flip flops, fuck it, hit your bitch in my socks This a big watch, diamond drippin' off of the clock Pull the 6 out, wintertime, droppin' the top Give it to they pussy ass, turn the shit up a notch Gucci flip flops (fuck it), make it kick rocks

They got it, they want it, they give it away They got it, they want it, they give it away When you hide, I'll cover it up When you cry, I'll cover it up You've got my eyes, you've got my eyes You'll never be mine, ah, but you've got my eyes When you lie,

Uptown funk you up I'm too hot (hot damn) Don't believe me just watch Don't believe me just watch uh Girls hit your hallelujah (whoo) 'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you Uptown funk you up (say what?) Hey, hey, hey, oh Called a police and a fireman

I put more rings in my fingers Walk in trap with my banger A mansion I don’t got no neighbors Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck I got her white like a Topanga I got that white like Topanga My dick

It got blood on the money and I still count it They got blood on the money and I still count it I can't help the way I'm raised up That Easter Pink, I tried to give it up, I can't give it up We've been at the laundromat all day We've been washin' money

When you break up in a small town She would get down with somebody I know I guess that's just how it goes I see our friends and they put on a show Like they don't want me to know So they give me the go-around I swear it's like I can't even leave my house