Oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah (yeah! Bow!) Sauce on ya, nigga, got the sauce on me, uh (I got sauce) Boss, like a young nigga was Ross on me, uh (like I'm fuckin' Ross) Pull up on your shawty, I put sauce on it, yeah (like I fuckin' spilled) Sauce on ya, nigga, got

Put your hands up, bend your knees Bounce around in a circle, get down with me Oh come on, come on Come on, come on It's called the U-Turn It's not hard to learn It ain't hard to learn Yeah, ay yo 2000 it's us

Rock bottom And you're there to stay Girl, you know you oughta treat me good Girl, you hit rock bottom Yeah, you never treat me like you should I can't wait a day I don't care what you say Oh yeah, you got to pay When you hit rock bottom

Horses in the stable, horses in the stable That I can ride, oh anytime (Yeah) That I can ride, oh anytime I told her give somethin' good I might come back I snap my fingers they be on me just like that They know the way that I’m living ain't right You're

Oh yeah, everybody grab a cold beer Pop it open, raise it up in the air Bump cans with your neighbor, yeah Here's to good ole boys and country girls everywhere Livin' loud, rockin' out to the sound of our favorite songs Y'all sing along, this night ain't

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-o, I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's I'm a wild boy, I'ma I'ma wild boy There he go that's John Doe Yeah bitch yeah bitch I'm with Steve-o This liquor got the best of me Yeah Cobain's back

I love the way Eh eh eh eh eh I love the way you hurt me baby It's irresistible, oh oh oh oh oh oh It's irresistible, oh oh oh oh oh oh yeah I love the way, I love the way I love the way you hurt me, baby Count me in unannounced, drag my nails on the

Life ain't what it's worth A breath and a, oh reach the door Oh, tonight began with anything Shaft of a light, a warm breath and a scream Oh, tamper if you like between the doors Oh yeah huh huh Oh, can't expect to go out, to go out with anything,

Gucci, Gucci Louis, Louis, Louis (what they want from me?) Louis, Louis, Louis (I gave it all I had) Louis, Louis, Louis (Louis, Louis, Louis) Gucci, Gucci (Gucci) Oh, I got diamonds on my neck, yeah (Gucci, Gucci, Louis, Louis) I got 'em all singin'

Ooh, I'm missin' you Tell me why the road turns, why it turns Nah nah nah nah nah, oh tell me why why why why Yeah, dedicatin' this to my nigga O We miss you nigga Goin' out to all the young niggas that died in the struggle Word up, shit is real in the