Even the ones that said forget him Either wanna hit me or hold me Those that hate me don't know me And the ones that don't trust anybody trust me Yeah, the ones that like me love me The ones that need me got me The ones that doubt me can't stop me You

I'm gonna make you wet the bed bed bed Hear the sound of your body drip, drip, drip I'ma kiss you right, yea, yeah I'm gon' lick all night, yea, yeah Girl, when I'm inside yea, yeah Yeah girl, you heard what I said I'mma put your legs behind your head

Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah Take that and rewind it back Yeah (yeah) shawty got down an' said come and get me Yeah (yeah) I got so caught up I forgot she told me Yeah (yeah) her and my girl would be the best of homies Yeah (yeah) next thing I knew

I like to dance all night It summons the day That's how I play Yeah that's how I play I said who are you No matter who you are So we dance all night And dance all day

Say hell yeah Everybody know that it's on now (I'll be damned) Everybody alive, everybody alive Come on now, come on now Come on now, you gotta survive I said you gotta survive Gotta survive, gotta survive Everybody that's listening to this feeling alive

Bet I shake it up She gon' make it up I go for the more and you go for the less (yeah) Ooh, bet I shake it up Bet I shake it up (double up) YSL jacket and she got the dress (skrt, sauce) I just talked to God and He said that I'm blessed (thank you,

Please don't be too long while you're gone There ain't enough to keep me here too long Not like the last time I stood in line Just enough to keep me bouncing off the wall, yeah It didn't work like she said it would Just like livin' in Hollywood Just like

There's somethin' 'bout a boy from the South. Yeah, the first time I felt it I was only 16, And he kissed me underneath the chinaberry tree. Said "Goodnight darlin'," with a sweet southern drawl. Man, I think I might just have to love them all The boys

Yeah I said so, so who drove him? That shit crazy, man Who drove him to the hospital? 'Cause I'm in here trying to make a love song and shit Like I get this bad news I just got the call before I heard the beat They just shot my dog like why it had to be

My soul is wearying Oh Lord who will comfort me? I said my soul is wearying Beating down from all of my misery yeh Gotta hold of my heart Keeps me bound where the whole wide world is free yeah My home is a wreckage a family ground Impli-ed in poverty