I wanna be living for the love of you All that I'm giving is for the love of you Hmm Huh Hoo hoo hey baby I'm looking for you Drifting on a memory Ain't no place I'd rather be Than with you, loving you Day will make a way for night All we'll need is

I pop beans, I don't eat food (Yeah) I don't need you, I don't need school (Ooh) I sip lean in my classroom (Brr) Left wrist cost a Bentley coupe (Ooh) Drop 10 Xans in Wonton soup (Huh?) Your bitch give me top like a drop top coupe (Yeah) Ask my teacher

Pase lo que pase no te voy a llamar Ya yo me quité, tú nunca me va' a amar Sin ti no me va bien, tampoco me va mal Pa' no pensar en ti tengo que fumar Pa' no pensar en ti tengo que fumar (-mar, -mar, -mar) Yeh-yeh (Wuh-huh) Sin ti no me va bien, tampoco

Under my umbrella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh Come into me It's pouring rain Uh Uh huh, uh huh When the sun shines, we shine together Told you I'll be here forever Said I'll always be your friend Took an oath, I'ma stick it out 'til the end

Nur der Mann im Mond schaut zu Wenn die kleinen Babies schlafen Vor dem Bettchen steh'n zwei Schuh' Die sind genauso müde Geh'n jetzt zur Ruh' Dann kommt auch der Sandmann Leis' tritt er ins Haus Sucht aus seinen Träumen

Uno, due, tre, quattro Chiama il contatto (brr) Trappando come Pablo, Pablo (brr) Porta la tua tipa al tablo (huh), tablo (huh) Mi conosci sono el diablo (uh), el diablo (uh) No, io con te no hablo (yah yah), no hablo (yah yah yah yah) E lei vuole un

Bitch I am up, bitch I am up Bitch I am huh, bitch I am up Thank you very much I'm way too good at this shit I don't even really gotta try no more Oh my God, Ronny Okay, Xans for her dinner, uhh Bag from Margiela, uhh

Maybe we crazy, but this is the way we came up Nigga front, and somethin' gon go down Nigga stunt, cruise to this bitch if you want Widout a strap, and you gon getcha ass laid down Yea, uhuh, lets take em dere, yea Man Sonny a fed joint, he half way out

Too paid to freestyle. He's looking good Where's my coffee? Good morning doctor carter (hey sweetie) Looks like its going to be a long day. (another one what we got?) Your first patient (yeah) Is suffering from a lack of concept (uh-huh) Originality (ugh)

We mash up the place Turn up the bass Pack up and run We'll pack up and run We'll pack up and run away, huh? And make them all have fun Make it burn them And we will end your week