'Cause I got to be the one that's riding shotgun Gonna just come out and say it I think both of us are crazy But I love you anyhow It's just how we get down One of us lost and the other is Found myself a partner Even though it's getting darker If you

And every time I close my eyes You're dancin' 'neath the full moonlight Your faded jeans across the hood My arms wrapped 'round you tight and good And I'm wiser than I was that day That's only when I close my eyes Now I'd have some words to say Ones that

Up in the club, don't give a fuck Two bottles, shawty, two bitches waitin' Two tens, that's a win-win situation Happy birthday, I'm feelin' brand new Up in the club, still don't give a fuck It's the boy Lil' Jon (Yeah!) Got my partner Yelawolf with' me

Woah, livin' on a prayer Woah, we're half way there Take my hand, we'll make it I swear It doesn't make a difference if we make it or not We've got each other and that's a lot for love We'll give it a shot Once upon a time not so long ago Tommy used to

And it was all alright It goes when your gone Now it's all all wrong There's no good reason why I lay my heart on these tracks When your train comes along That's just a-how Then you cut me down

Come in for a minute Welcome back It's just me and you in this room right now And there's so many things that are on my mind Uh, yea, uh (be with me) Sometimes it's hard to say That's why I take all I've got

You'll find another life to live That's true, that's right She's sipping Moet, and yeah I swear it gets her wetter My Louboutins new, so my bottoms they is redder No I'm not a rat but I'm all about my cheddar Just talked to your homie she said we should

Don't I look good? Yeah, baby, baby I'ma look good, I'm just talkin' 'bout sex, yeah Ooh, that's why I'm textin' my ex, oh no I'm just talkin' 'bout sex and I'm so ready for regrets I know you remember when way back in December we was in love, yeah I

Gone in the sky, over 20,000 I keep my wifi lit I spend over 5,000, that's just on one fit I'm not going back no more when I ain't have shit Pray I get a new connect, pray I get a brick Wifi lit, woah, woah, whoa Woah, woah, woah I leave a bitch in the

Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday night She shake it so sweet you got me on a sugar high And I don’t know if it’s you or the whiskey That’s got me feeling all tipsy tipsy I can feel myself