Bottoms up, bottoms up (up) Aye, what's in ya cup Got a couple bottles but a couple ain't enough Throw ya hands up Tell security we 'bout to tear this club up Pocket full of green Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans Throw yo hands up

Nasty, nasty Triple X rated Justice, a waste-pit Deeper in the dirt Making bodies hurt Deeper down!

If the heavens crumbled down And the days we have are through, I'll drink to you And when the silence is the sound I know the one, I know it too, I'll drink to you I know the one, I know it too, I'll drink to you (I'll drink to you) When everything is

I can make the stars dance The sky is everywhere, so meet me under there I can make the stars dance dance dance with you Light up the moon, I can make the stars dance If you want me to Wake up to your dreams And watch them come true I'll make you whisper

Express yourself, don't repress yourself And I'm not sorry (I'm not sorry) It's human nature (It's human nature) I'm not your bitch don't hang your shit on me (It's human nature) (Express yourself, don't repress yourself) Oops, I didn't know I couldn't

You're face to face With the man who sold the world We never lost control We passed upon the stair We spoke of was and when Although I wasn't there He said I was his friend

I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate A poet, a pawn and a king I've been up and down and over and out And I know one thing That's life (that's life) that's what people say You're riding high in April Shot down in May But I know I'm gonna change that

I'll give it all to you There's no need to ask, babe Anything you ask me Is it that good? My love, my flower Is she that good? Am I that good? You're begging I can feel your knees sinking

I shoot my shot and it brick (yeah) I'm not the nigga for lip (yeah) Puttin' my heart in the click (yeah) Don't think I'm built for this shit (yeah) Too busy thinking what if (yeah) Fell in love through a photograph I don't even know your name Wonder if

New York, New York Broken glass in the hallway, bloodstained floors Neighbors, look at every bag you bring through your doors Lock the top lock, momma shoulda cuffed me to the radiator Why not? It might've saved later from my block N.Y. cops, hookers