Buss anotha bottle a moe Gal dem inna mi sight and I got to know Which one is gonna catch my flow Gal dem lookin' hype and I got to know Just gimme the light and pass the dro 'Cause mi inna di vibe and I got my dough Buss anotha bokkle a moe Busta Bus

If you let me treasure you Treasure, that is what you are Honey you're my golden star You know you can make my wish come true I know that you don't know it, but you're fine, so fine Oh girl I'm gonna show you when you're mine, oh mine You are my

Def jam yeah! (come on) Ruff ryders yeah! (come on) Bloodline, we bout to blow (what!) Ruff ryders, we bout to blow (what!) Vacant lot, we bout to blow (what!) Man, bitch-ass niggas just don't know I'm just gonna stick to the script 'cause you know how

Now I'm gonna make you dance, it's your chance, Yeah boy shake that ass, Oops I mean girl Girl girl girl (Now you know you're my world) Alright now lose it Aah aah aah aah aah Just lose it Aah aah aah aah aah Go crazy Aah aah aah aah aah Oh baby Aah aah,

I'm tryna control these thoughts in my brain (ya) My life will never be the same (ya, I won't be the same) But I'm scared I never gonna change (ya, I'll never change) I'm addicted to the money and fame (ya) I'm scared I'm never gonna change, ya (ya) I'm

'Cause anybody just won't do 'Cause everybody wants to party with you (No more hesitation) Let's get this started (It's a celebration) I'm gonna party Boy you got it Let's get it started

I will tear this whole fucking house down I'm bettin' you won't do shit Oh, really? Try me. Try me! Come on, try me! Fuck out my face! Try me, bitch! Then come on and try me! Get out my fuckin' face, move! What you gonna do?

Oh whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah Until the end of time This one's for the lovers If you're out there, let me hear you say Let me set the mood right In this life 'Cause I'm gonna make you feel alright I'm gonna set the mood right Because if your love was all I

I'm calling checkmate on you, baby Oh I'm calling checkmate, checkmate You are gonna lose 'cause you chose to make the moves you made Checkmate, checkmate Girl you will always lose when you choose to make the moves you make I ran out of options (I ran

Gonna make it through this time Everybody falls down, all the way down You just gotta hold on tight You gotta get up, gotta get up It’s gonna be alright I'm never gonna leave your side It’s gonna be alright, ight Ever feel like you can’t breathe