Quem tá lhe segurando? Você sabe voar Vai, a porta na verdade nem existe sai O está esperando? Você sabe voar De volta pra mim, de volta pra mim Nem vem com essa história Eu nem quero ouvir Não dá pra te esquecer agora Como assim?

They're gonna clean up your looks With all the lies in the books To make a citizen out of you Because they sleep with a gun And keep an eye on you, son So they can watch all the things you do Because the drugs never work They're gonna give you a smirk

Could i find a girl like you Never in my life For the first time in my life I finally found someone like you Never in my life When i wake up in the morning You make me feel so good Bringing me the cider whisky Feel a bit lonely too

(I got you) (I got you, and I love it) (Yeah, I got you) Well, you think you are the one Who got me, boy No, I got you I've been playing with you Like a little toy

Someone save us Heaven help us now Come crashing down We'll hear the sound As you're falling down Or make a saint of me? And will you lay for me? 'Cause I'll give you all the nails you need (You don't know a thing about my sins)

I'm on your street, they all cry to me I'm gonna tangle my face hair, it's gonna tickle your daughter Three o'clock and the moaning, they all cry to me, I'll be prancin' around in my high heels, and your cherry red lipstick, Look out your window I'm on

Where the wind blows babe I'll be riding high with it Holding on for my dear life Just like I always did Close your eyes babe Take a breath, say my name And I'll be there My love will find you anywhere

Still hot and smokin' gun I get a constant busy signal When I call you on the phone I get a strong uneasy feeling You're not sitting there alone I'm having nasty, nasty visions And baby you're in every one, yeah And I'm so afraid I'm gonna find you with

Hop in the Maybach cruisin' I get the cake, they lose it I get the cake, hoes choosin' These niggas fake, we do it Hoppin' up in the Wraith, zoomin' Sippin' a lil drank, snoozin' Walking into the bank, foolish Tryna copy, you can't do it Ho tried to play

Yo los maté Les prendí mi 47 y les robé to' los trabajos y me endemonié Los crucé por la frontera desde Tijuana hasta San Diego y coroné Y los vendí en 35 y a la DEA en la cara yo me les meé Y si me matan que me vistan to' Versace Y que me entierren con