Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here oh oh oh I ask myself what am I doing here? Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here And I can't wait till we can break up outta here Oh oh oh oh oh oh (I guess right now you've got the last laugh) I'm sorry if I seem uninterested Or I'm

If you're not in it for love Let me make it clear To you my dear If you're not If you're not in it for life In it for love Willin' to give it all you got I'm outta here! Mind if I sit down?

We gotta go It's check out time Ay what time is it nigga? ("I don't know.") Oh shit, 12 o'clock Oh shit, we got to get the fuck up outta here ("Hell yeah.") Nigga, it's check out time nigga Hey call up Kurupt, call Daz room ("Hey there, bitch, where Suge

I'll be there next time Come hang out And come hang out But I'll be there next time 'Cause you're outta your mind You're working so damn hard Don't you leave us behind You forgot what you like Should I go for more clicks this year?

And I don't go giving up There's a little devil in us all Swear everybody in this town just wants to see you fall Baby, it's no fun, so know it's just a game, yeah Oh, keep running outta love When I'm running outta love, love No, let's say I've had

Lady double dealer Get outta my way You got nothing to say I'm gettin' tired of you There ain't no chance Doin' what you wanna do I've been down down down down down Got to get my feet back on the ground I ain't satisfied

Please don't leave me I'm always saying how I don't need you But it's always gonna come right back to this Please, don't leave me Baby, please don't leave me I don't know if I can yell any louder How many time I've kicked you outta here? Or said

I promise I'll be down for you I need a crazy bitch that's down for me 'Cause baby I'll be down for you Even when I'm not around Somewhere outta town I need a little something wild and free I need the right amount of attitude She checks herself but she

(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah) Wheezy outta here! I got big racks in my jeans (Big racks in my jeans) I'ma mix some dirty with this clean (Dirty with this clean) Almost all my bitches bald and no leukem' 21, I'm 'bout to stunt on all your

He's flying High flying He could've tuned in tuned in But he tuned out A bad time nothing could save him Alone in a corridor waiting locked out He got up outta there ran for hundreds of miles He made it to the ocean had a smoke in a tree