What's the price? Tell me the price Prices, prices, going up Prices, prices (price) Prices going up, prices (Skrrt skrrt, skrrt skrrt, going up) The bitch bad, I slide Hold on, yeah

Dee do de de, dee do de de I don't have no time for no monkey business I get so lonely lonely lonely lonely yeah yeahGot to be some good times ahead Sometimes I feel I'm gonna break down and cry (so lonely) Nowhere to go, nothing to do with my time I get

Franck Muller made me proud of my wrist New Patek on my wrist New Patek on my wrist (yeah) White diamonds and them shits hit pink (yeah, yeah) Got cold, had to go get a mink (yeah) New finger rings hit like a sink (yeah, yeah) You a bad bitch, then we

Yeah yeah yeahyeah do the Harlem shuffle Now come on baby Yeah Yeahyeah yeah yeahto the Harlem shuffle Yeah Yeahyeah yeah yeahshake a tail feather baby You move it to the left, yeah You go for yourself You move it to the right Yeah Yeahif it takes all night Now take it kinda

Oh, my beautiful summer How the winter makes me wonder Where you've gone And I'm left in this lonely town I hear you calling me, hear you calling me, yeah Everytime that I say goodbye Every night when I close my eyes I hear you calling me, hear you

Move on (move on) If I want to move on If I want to move on (move on) I got high to forget you I feel pain, I don't want to But I have to, yeah, I have to I wish Tracy Chapman was my friend She would know exactly what to say

Girl, you're gonna hurt somebody Make somebody bleed Yeah, you're gonna hurt somebody God, I hope it's me And God, I hope it's me Well, you ain't that old but you ain't that young You've lived a life but you ain't quite done All eyes on you everywhere

In the basement, whoa down in the basement Oh, now tell me where can you party, child, all night long? In the basement, down in the basement, yeah. Oh where can you go when your money gets low? And if a storm is taking place, you can jam and still be

You've got my number Yeah, baby, you know me You've got me wonderin' How good that end might be If I could kiss you Spend a little time with you, girl You love to drive me A hundred miles right out of my mind You love to make me

Like I got neon guts And I got a colorful aura Higher than Elon Musk So high stars eat our dust Our jewelry's be on Tut Dark energy, we don't touch Yeah, yeah, yeah Uh huh, yeah, yeah Admit it, I move like amoeba