(Do love me, do love me, do) Do love me, do love me, do Put no one else above you Do love me, do love me, do (ohh) Do love me, do love me, do (yeah) It's your summertime magic

Here you will forever dwell I welcome you to Hel Here hunger is your plate Here famine is your knife Welcome to my humble home Your soul is mine to keep There are no walls of rock and stone Yet no one ever leaves Yeah, those who die of age and plague

Bye bye bye bye Wesh le gang (yuh) wesh c'est quoi les bails? (Yuh) Igo faut que j'me die (yuh) je veux que ça pète dans ma tête (yeah) Ça pue la merde (yuh) igo faut que je m'arrache (yuh) Ce soir j'fume la frappe (yuh) je veux que ça pète dans ma tête

Club jam packed, they gon' treat us like we royalty They want girls kissin girls, that's the way we do it, flexin' yeah Shawty wanna ride with the team, go on and come Mollies and 'em perks, got these young bitches sprung I know you enjoying these

Cause I’m a girl Cause I’m a girl, Oh yeah With a bottle of wine and you I’m a girl, I got skills I can dance all night in five inch heels And make you feel like the luckiest boy in the world I can get a free drink for flipping my hair I can rock a

All these horses in my car got me going fast Going so fast, hope I don't crash (skrr, skrr) One false move, that could be my last (yeah) I just wanna do the dash, put my pedal to the gas (skrr, skrr) I just wan' do the dash, put my pedal to the gas

If these walls could talk If these walls could talk, I'd hope they wouldn't say anything Because they've seen way too many things 'Cause we'd fall from grace, we're falling Yeah, we'd fall from grace Some things are meant to be secret and not to be heard

You say kill 'em I said I got 'em Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Choppa with choppa stay loaded Bullet shells all on your floor Trying to get higher Ruby got fire I'm fucked up

Not like us We're on another level These folks 'round here 2-steppin' with the devil I'm callin' y'all's bluff Y'all drinkin', y'all smokin' it up Show me what you got boy I'll show you that you're not like us Wanna be, yeah, you know you wanna be like us

Now he gotta getcha And there goes the alarm ringing in my head Texting from his ex, what did you expect? Now you're lying here knowing where he goes Karma is a bitch, yeah Rewinding the picture There goes the alarm and the siren's go There goes the