Doin' it all nite, all summer I I live my day as if it was the last Live my day as if there was no past Doin' it the way I I wanna Yeah I’mma dance my heart out ’til the dawn But I I won’t be done when morning comes Gonna spend it like no other Now I've found

(Africa, Africa) So what you know about Yo, in case you ain't know I I go by the name of Akon and I'm from Home of the Goree Islands I'm from Senegal, West-side So I'ma share with you where I'm from And how I I was comin' up So what you know about the

I want to come home. It's been so long since I've been away And please, don't blame me 'cause I've tried I'll be coming home soon to your love to stay I I miss old friends that I I once had Times ain't changed and I'll be glad when I I go home I I don't know why

I take my leave of you Shall we meet in the sunrise Stand one last time as two I'll look deep into your eyes Can I I take my leave of you? Walk down to the water Stare out across the blue Look to where our love was stolen What I'd give to be unbroken

Porque cuando tú me bailas así Solamente me inspiras a pecar Pedí ayuda celestial para seguir Dime porque quería confesar mi religión por ti Si es que he tenido que rezar por ti Todos quieren saber tu nombre Tu cuerpo muere por tenerlo Llamas la atención

Come on, come on That sugar cane that tasted good No-one can see you cry That cinnamon, that's Hollywood No-one can see you try No-one can see me cry That's who you are, that's what you could Charades pop skill Water hyacinth

It is him I I love Holy Father Say I I shouldn’t be here but I I can’t give up his touch Don’t you try and tell me that God doesn’t care for us We need to talk I I have a secret

I'm on some shit right now Cash out on a wip Yeah I I might fuck a nigga bitch right now Counting grams and stacking Franklin's I'm tryna get rich right now Hey I'm on some shit right now Pull up on that bih like skrt skrt skrt Bitch get in right now Feel

You told me before we're over You gave me the cold shoulder Now my pockets like boulders But, fuck you, you fucked me over Fuck you, you fucked me over I I ain't got time for no diva Especially when it came from Pleasers I've got too much ahead of me Give

Gimme three steps, gimme three steps, mister "Oh, won't you Gimme three steps towards the door? And you'll never see me no more" I was cutting a rug Down at place called The Jug With a girl named Linda Lou When in walked a man With a gun in his hand