She loves when everybody's watching She knows the way her body moves She loves the way they all crawl back when she says That she loves nobody else but you She's on the loose She's coming, she's coming (she's on the loose) She's coming, she's coming for

Whole squad sending prayers up My god, I know where the blessing is Purple drank in my prayer cup Yeah, I'm up, yeah, I'm up, yeah Everybody must know it They ain't think I'd ever go and flex like this Thank God I know where the blessing is (bless up)

Everybody talkin' 'bout Pac's life (Everybody needs to chill) What do you know about Pac's life? What do you know? What do you know? (Only real niggas stay on top) Uh oh, uh oh, oh! Oh! Oh! They ain't ready for this

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing comes out when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre Y'all know me, still the same O.G. but I been low-key Hated on by most

Now everybody they lookin' at me, now they lookin' at me Smokin' and stackin' and countin' up green I think I need me a money machine I heard some fuckboys are plottin' on me Waist 32, .40 tucked in my jeans Won't forget when no one cared about me

Everybody's searching for somethin' But all they can find is a whole lot of nothin' Ain't nobody hoping and praying 'Cause they feel like nothing can save 'em And they try to hold out but they can't fight the fact that Life goes black when those lights

Everybody's working out doing twelve ounce curls Fishing for the line that'll kick her heart into gear Hey brother, need another over here Got the Kid Rock good time playlist on Some drunk dude's in the crowd yelling, let's get weird, y'all Brought to

Some girls are all about it Some girls they love to let it fly Some girls can't live without it Some girls are born to make you cry About the girls of summer (What do you know, what everybody's talking about) When winter hush turns summer pink In half

Everybody dies famous in a small town Every grandma, in-law, ex-girlfriend maybe knows it just a little too well Whether you're late for church or you're stuck in jail Hey, word's gonna get around Every last one, route one, rural heart's got a story to

Hey everybody take a look at me, I've got street credibility, I may not have a job, But I have a good time, With the boys that I meet "down on the line" I don't need you So you don't approve, Well, who asked you to?