Now I gotta ball without you (21) You runnin' 'round drinkin' liquor I gave you my all (My all) You was my dawg (You was my dawg) I would have went to war with the world on your call (On your call) Thought you had my back (Nah) You let me fall (Let me

Let me love you Never let you go Don't you give up, nah-nah-nah I won't give up, nah-nah-nah Never let you go, never let me down Heaven's a heartbreak away Driving the edge of a knife Oh baby, baby I used to believe

Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah nah Nah, nah, nah, nah Won't stop till we're legend Here we go, here we go A dreamer with the fever to be great was all I ever want, was all I ever wanted A finder with the fever for the fame

Or nah, or nah Can you really take dick or nah? Can I bring another bitch or nah? Is you with the shits or nah? Would you ride for a nigga or nah? Would you die for a nigga or nah? You gonna run it for these hunnids girl or nah? Show me is you really

Tonight I decided I don't give no fucks (Don't give a fuck) give no fuck Wake up in the morning, up like Donald Trump Side bitch, she tried to tie me up Why the fuck my new engine in the trunk? Skrrt, in the trunk (Don't give a fuck, nah) give no fuck

You see the hits? Lightwork Uh, you see the hits? Lightwork Long sentence, got bars, I'm a lifer No more pics with niggas we don't really fuck with Drop the beat then she might twerk Mi nah pick up Pecknarm yeah? You see the ting that ah gwarn It's a

Masivo (Watch out fi dis) (Watch out fi dis) Watch out fi dis, a di maddest lyrics Mash up di place put your hands up fi dis Yo mi nah miss numba 1 pon di list Di gal dem a twist waist line can't resist Watch out fi dis Zumba ke Ziggy Ziggy zumba ke

Watch out fi dis Watch out fi dis, a di maddest lyrics Mash up di place put your hands up fi dis Yo mi nah miss numba one pon di list Di gal dem a twist waist line can't resist Mash up di place, bumaye Ey, watch out fi dis Sound tun up inna di place so

Racks in the safe (safe) Ain't no complaints (nah) Racks in the bank (racks) Fuck what you think (huh?) We got some rank (rank) Leave your ass stank (bow) Robbin' the bank (bank) You was a stranger (stranger) We don't relate (no) racks in the (rack)

Another bride, another June Another sunny honeymoon Another season, another reason For makin' whoopee A lot of shoes, a lot of rice The groom is nervous, he answers twice Its really killin' that he's so willin' To make whoopee Picture a little love nest