And it pulls me back into the night 'Cause the devil's got my arms Oh, it grips me We don’t know what’s good for us 'Cause if we did, we might not do it Who knows where our limits lie? We won’t discover ‘til we push it 'Cause the devil’s got my arms

I know everything I ain't washing my sins Now we're lying about the nights Hiding it all behind the smiles You probably thought that you'd break my heart You probably thought that you'd make me cry I know what you did So I'ma let you taste her

Baby why me? Out of everybody baby You coulda picked anybody When I see you lookin' at me, I gotta ask What did I do? To get to be the one you gave your heart to Walk up in a party on my arm Who, woulda thought you would wanna wake up

Hit 'em with it, hit 'em with it, hit 'em with it That’s what I did when I came in the room and I hit her with the uh (Hit it!) When a nigga hit the plug, when a nigga hit the trap and I hit em with the pump Look at the pot, look at the egg beater, hit

I did it again just one more time Even I swore that I'd lost my mind But I turned right around and just like a fool Did what any old country boy'd do I did it again It took me and four of my buddies Half the night to pull out my truck I stood there and

Nothing can shake me from your love, it's true No one can make me feel the things you do Oh no, oh no In this room With the light of the sun in my eyes Can't recall Where I am or what I did last night Though I try and I try

If you know what's good for you And I want ya, call me ya Willy Wonka And I want ya, call me ya Willy Wonka (Willy Wonkaa) Girl your body is legit Mama made you thick She can't get the Snickers from another nigga She know what I did with the Twix My

I know, cry now Shady, old mix Back, second round's on me Kuniva, Cashis, Stat Quo, Bobby Creekwater Obie Trice, what? *** didn't kill me Now a **** gon' get Peel my cap back, I'm never at home

What did I ever do to make you fall for me? There is only one great mystery I keep searching for the answer desperately Tell me, tell me baby, tell me please I don't know how many stars fill the sky I know we're here, but I don't know why Maybe there's

I did what I did One wrong turn on Bourbon Cuts like the knives of New Orleans Tonight, a bleeding memory Is tomorrow's guilty vein Your auburn hair on a faraway sea wall Screams across the Pontchartrain I'm haunted by headlights And a crescent city