It's been about a year now Ain't seen or heard from you I've been missing you crazy How do you how do you sleep I found the letter you wrote me It still smells just like you Damn those sweet memories How do you how do you sleep? How do you sleep?

Out for the night (Straight up) Out for the night (On God) Five foot five (Five), she my ride or die (Die) Never tell a lie (Lie), we like Bonnie and Clyde (Clyde) Lookin' at her thigh (Thigh), like, "Do it come with rice?" (Rice) She don't like

Barefoot, blue jean night (Whoa-oh) We were shinin' like lighters in the dark In the middle of a rock show (Whoa-oh) We were doin' it right (Whoa-oh) We were comin' alive (Whoa-oh) Never gonna grow up (Whoa-oh) Never gonna slow down (Whoa-oh) Yeah,

I'll show you 'Cause life's not easy, I'm not made out of steel Don't forget that I'm human, don't forget that I'm real Act like you know me, but you never will But there's one thing that I know for sure Sometimes it's hard to do the right thing When the

One thing started leadin' to another Out last night We went out last night Yeah we went out last night Hittin' on everybody and their mother When we went out last night Like we swore we wouldn't do Drank to much beer last night A lot more than we wanted

Don't rock the jukebox I want to hear some Jones 'Cause my heart ain't ready For the Rolling Stones I don't feel like rockin' Since my baby's gone So don't rock the jukebox Play me a country song Before you drop that quarter

Work hard, play hard We work hard, play hard Keep partyin' like it's your job We makin' it ‘cause we make it move The only thing we know how to do Said it's the only thing we know how to do Hey, said a hustler's work is never through Got a gang of cash

For heaven's sake, let's fall in love Don't say a word, my darling Don't break the spell like this Just hold me tight, we're alone in the night And heaven is here in a kiss This pair of eyes can see a star So paradise can't be so far Since heaven's what

Won't you stay 'til the A.M.? All my favourite conversations Always made in the A.M 'Cause we don't know what we're saying We're just swimmin' 'round in our glasses And talkin' out of our asses Like we're all gonna make it, yeah yeah You and me were

Kick in the door, waving the four-four All you heard was Poppa don't hit me no more Your reign on the top was short like leprechauns As I crush so-called willies, thugs, and rapper-dons Get in that ass, quick fast, like ramadan Its that rap phenomenon