Gamblin' with your life, you gettin' close to the grave Sorry Lord, the Devil got a hold of me, baby Knew I shouldn't have never let you close to me, baby Clutchin' on my fire, you never know these days I be clutchin' on my fire, you never know these

Yeah, I'm throwed off Ain't about the money I'ma blow it off I made my own lane, let's roll, let's roll Yeah, I'm going off Ain't got a whole lot but I'ma show it off Better recognize game, lets roll, lets roll Yeah, now let me welcome you to my small

Cause I am, I'm lost without you Are you afraid of being alone Are you afraid of leaving tonight I'm lost without you I swear that I can go on forever again Please let me know that my one bad day will end I will go down as your lover, your friend Give me

Than live my life on my knees As far as I remember I’d rather die on my feet It was a thing to forgive and forget You said that you would let go But I guess you didn’t mean what you said Now it’s time to surrender Because I don’t want to live with regret

Has he got enough money to spend? M-O-N-E-Y's me Drink slow to feed the nose you know he likes to get blown, Leave no he's to and fro he doesn't like it when the girls go It's going off 'cause they're not gonna let him in Two and a half the boy is

(Throw ya hands up, let's ride) (To the city of the scene) (Put it on the one, get your body on the dance floor) (Shake it Westside) Six million ways to mob, choose one (Some-some-something about the West Coast) It's somethin' in the water (Something

Sorry baby girl I gotta go right now Even though I want you I can't take you home right now I'm the shit till I die I'mma let you take this number to my phone right now You gon' fuck me just to get up in my zone right now You gon' force me just to get up

Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me, Let the Midnight Special shine a ever lovin' light on me. Well, you wake up in the mornin', you hear the work bell ring, And they march you to the table to see the same old thing. Ain't no food upon the

Your heart don't stand a chance Don't it feel like it's been far too long, girl? Arms, legs slapped around you Arms, legs keep grabbing It feels like it's been far too long Ooh, champagne foreign dime Ooh, champagne let it fall down Ooh, champagne,

But still I find you there I'm far from good, it's true But still I find you But still you, still you want me Oh, I always let you down You're shattered on the ground And oh, stupid things I do Next to me (next to me)