Can I I be electric too? And I I need more time And I I want you to know But I I need more time And I I want you to say But I I need more 'Cause I'll be you and you'll be me There's lots and lots for us to see She is electric, can I I be electric too?

Baby, when the lights go out I I wanna hear that want you sound On your lips when I I lay you down (down down down) I wanna love you ‘til there’s nothing left All night until the sky turns red Do everything that we ain’t done yet But we been thinkin’ about I

Here comes the Reckoning day Don't want no revenge Ain't no pay back time It ain't called getting even I I like the way that I I make you itch And all the reasons I I give you to bitch And how I I make you wanna scream in pain And feel your life is just a losing

I can hear your heartbeat Nigga, you pussy, you scared Why the fuck would you come around here? Yeah, you know a dog sense fear You bark while we bite around here We ain't cut from the same cloth, we into different shit I I want the bread, you want the

JULES (repeating) Dialogue Written by Quentin Tarantino -- okay so, tell me again about the hash bars? Okay what d'you want to know? Hash is legal there, right? Yeah, it's legal, but is ain't a hundred percent legal. I mean you can't Walk into a

She said she want more So I'mma get more Yeah I'mma get more I I just poured a 8th in a liter Throw some Jolly Ranchers in make it sweeter Versace my clothes I'm with a white hoe And she snortin' three lines like Adidas Got a black girl rolling off molly

Go marching in (marching in) Yes, I want to be in that number When the Saints go marching in Sisters and brothers This is reverend Satchmo gettin' ready to beat out this mellow sermon for you My text this evenin's "When The Saints Go Marching In" Here

I bet you want the goodies. Bet you thought about it. Got you all hot and bothered. Mayb' 'cause I I talk about it. Looking for the goodies Keep on lookin' 'cause they stay in the jar My goodies, my goodies, my goodies Not my goodies! I got a sick

If you're 555, then I'm 666 If your 555, I'm 666 (Whats it like to be a heretic?) I'm a popstar threat and I'm not dead yet Got a super dred bet with an angel drug head Like a dead beat winner, I want to be a sinner An idolized bang for the industry

Love yourself and be kind, water your soul Celebrate, find your light It don't matter who you are, where you're going, you're not old We all know, yeah, we all know I I work hard (damn right), I get bored (sometimes) Do it big (all night), still want more