We get ahead, yup, she give me head, damn right With this crazy, crazy world Thank God I'm with my girl You know it ain't right if she ain't by my side Oh I could let you down When you trip, I'll take you anywhere, I take ya Uh, yeah, look Okay I know

On the blessed hellride Oh, Oh, you can never get too low when you're so damn high Oh, Oh, been out rolling, on the blessed hellride You can never get too low when you're so damn high, Break me down and roll me once again Got no time to think of now and then

Oh no you're so damned wicked You got me by the throat Oh no gotcha claws stuck in me You never let me go I believe you're the devil I believe you're the devil's child Hypnotize me Mesmerize me Feel my willpower slip

You drive me mad with temptation 'cause it tastes so good You know I wouldn't walk away, even if I could It took one night, one try, ayy Ooh, I'm hooked You got a bad reputation in my neighborhood Damn, I'm hooked Everybody says I'm sleeping with the

(Blame it on) That's damn rock and roll (Rock and roll) Oh oh oh oh oh It ain't a needle in a vein It ain't backstage sex It ain't lines of cocaine on a private jet, It ain't havin' a posse full of hangers on following you around It ain't long hair,

Uptown funk you up I'm too hot (hot damn) Don't believe me just watch Don't believe me just watch uh Girls hit your hallelujah (whoo) 'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you Uptown funk you up (say what?) Hey, hey, hey, oh Called a police and a fireman

Hello? Aw shit, nigga! What the fuck time is it, man? Oh goddamn, nigga! Do you know what time it is? Aw shit, what the fuck's goin' on? You aight? Nigga, what the fuck is wrong with you? When I die, fuck it, I wanna go to hell 'Cause I'm a piece of

Oh no, oh no, you don't Nothing left within, I've been mined Hell and back again, subterranean I've been digging in down inside I will start again, subterranean What do you know, how low the sky I know damn well you don't Oh no, you don't But the truth

Sniper Gang, John Wicks Homie, you can't hang with my klik You can't spark my flame 'cause I'm lit I might snatch ya chain and ya bitch Plugoz on the beat and I'm killin' it Damn who make this beat, cuz I'm stealin' it Thinking when I ain't had shit They

Hangin' around (ooh) Hangin' around Make me sweat, sweat Breaking out a fever, I get cranky So hot, hot Damn hot, shakes and I get shake, shake How you spin, hit the door Get myself on down the road I picked my clothes up off the floor