I love it when you keep it one hunnit Run it up, run it up on em Girl we could run it up on em I just hope you dont switch up on me One hunnet, one hunnet keep it one hunnit One hunnet, one hunnet keep it one hunni. One hunnet, keep it one hunnit I just

Go away, go away, go away Don't come back here anymore Cold hearted girl Don't hurt me like this anymore I'm waiting by outside your door Saying, "Baby, can we talk?" Stupid boy, you keep on begging but I won't let you in You keep on crying but you know

Ten toes down Is you really riding, girl you know I gotta know now Yeah I took a couple of L's so you know I'm on the road now Keep a bad ass bitch and she always stay ten toes down And I keep a couple of hitters with me, always stay ten toes down

Hey girl, hey girl Just know that I got you Just know that We can make it easy if we lift each other We don't need to keep on one-in' up another If you lose your way Help me hold my hair back Walk me home 'cause I can't find a cab And we dance down the

Hide your crazy and start actin' like a lady 'cause I Raised you better, gotta keep it together even when you fall apart, But this ain't my mama's broken heart Go and fix your make up girl it's, just a break up run an' I cut my bangs with some rusty

I was broke yesterday (yeah) I was rich by the morning (the morning) Better keep up yeah, that's a foreign (yeah) Hit your girl with endurance ('durance) She like "I'm okay, (okay) 'Cause I got insurance" (yeah) Your number, won't store it Call me, I

Push push back upon it (Girl) Make me believe you want it Well I can go all mornin' Go ahead lay it on it Don't stop until the mornin' (Girl) Just keep pushing back on it Push push girl Baby I don't give a damn, I know you wanna come with me tonight

That you're in love with me I, I'm hooked on a feeling I'm high on believing All the good love When we're all alone Keep it up girl Yeah, you turn me on And I'm high on believin' I can't stop this feeling

All the Pinot, Pinot Grigio girls Watch your blues turn gold Keep it real cold 'Cause it's a fired-up world Oh, oh, make it all make sense Pour your heart out Oh, oh, does it all make sense? I was twenty-three She was thirty-five

Keep ya head up, oooo child things are gonna get easier ooooo child things are gonna get brighter Little somethin for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corinne Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say the darker the flesh then