Whiskey or the Bible A shot glass or revival When you don't seem to run on either side of the fence People act like you don't make sense These big town dreams that I've been chasin' Will never come true if I I wind up stayin' And I I don't want to fall in

(I can take you higher) It's not that I I can't stop, it's that I I won't stop I'll make it hot (I do it) I'll be on top, as soon as the beat drop I'll make the whole club rock (I do it) Show you how that low rider bounce off the flo' - You ain't know? It's

We done went to war with the realest, shot it out with the best Talkin’ high-end gorillas, banana clips make a mess I I seen young niggas cry, I seen young niggas fold I I seen young niggas die because a young nigga told For the love of the money, for the

I'll try to make it through without crying so nobody sees Yeah, she wanna get married I'll wear my black suit, black tie, hide out in the back I'll do a strong shot of whiskey straight out the flask But she don't wanna marry me She wants to get married,

Pound the alarm! Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more We 'bout to get up, and burn this floor You know we getting hotter, and hotter Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down Music, makes me, high Yo, what I I gotta do to show these girls that I I own

Ill take it, baby I'll take it Why I'm starin' at you cause I'm picturing you naked Know whats on your mind embrace it, do not fake it Tonight is what you make it, take it do not waste it Take a shot you not wasted, look in the blocks with mind play? I'm

Somethin' bout platinum irrefutably Only makes you blonder They just got taller Looks as good on records as it does on me What doesn't kill you My heels and my hotel My disposition permeates The room when I I walk in the place

Joey, no rules, gun shots no prob No jewels, niggas say I I got robbed I'm still wearin' my bling And fuck first class, I fly standin' on Virgin America's wing Nuts hang, knockin' down sky scrapers Take a piss, make it rain, I'm the American dream Make it

Oh won't you settle me down The coolest fever in my blood A man's blood runs hot As high as the temple will go Though we can deny our nature, baby It makes us less in control There's a beautiful lady who breaks in the sand

Round and round we go, it don't stop Till we all get dough, come on, make it hot Baby girl do the pussy pop, pussy pop Lick shots for the pussy pop, pop, pop! Lookin' good with your stink-ass Type of ass make a nigga pull it over fast Make it hot, baby