Yes I'm still off of the (yuh, yuh, yuh) Slime! (uh, who is it) Water! (ayy) Shout out, no mucus (ha, ha, ha) (Natra) Yeah, um, okay (ay, ay, ay, ay) Never been sleeping, 'cause I'm woke bitch And yes I'm still off of the new po bitch uh I'm off dope

Don't make the good girls go bad You don't really love her Please don't do it Since Big ain't here, I'm about to do it for T'yanna And put roses on the grave of Kanye's mama This for all the lost girls locked up in the pen All the girls that hold it

'Cause here I come, here I come I've waited all my life to get out out of the trenches I'm ready to fight for what I believe you can steal from me I won't take this Gonna fill these trenches and stand up Wake up, I won't give up Never again, never again will

Hey, how are you true? The light will guide you home, yes it will Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, oh yeah Wake up, say a little prayer Out Out of bed to the bathroom where I take a look at myself and I stop and stare And I wonder who is this standing

Tell me that it's all okay (tell me that it's all okay) I've been waitin' on this all damn day (waitin' on this all damn day) Call me in the mornin', tell me how last night went I'll put you out out of your misery I'm here, but don't count on me to stay That

Your my funny Valentine, sweet comic Valentine, You make me smile with my heart, Your looks are laughable, un-photo-graphical, Yet you´re my favorite work of art Is your figure less than Greek? Is your mouth a little weak? When you open it to speak, are

I'm working on my next broken heart Be the death of me What's left of me I've seen that look before She'll tear my world apart You picked me up, you shot me down You're stepping out out all over town Drove me back to drinking in this bar I found myself a

Shot down in flames To be shot down in flames Ain't it a shame (Yow! One, two) Out on the town, looking for a woman Gonna give me good love Anybody want to hand off me And give me plenty of She was standing alone over by the jukebox

You don't need no other lover, we can keep it undercover I want you all to myself And nobody else, yeah You're a sexy machine You're a Hollywood dream And you got me feeling like a homecoming queen Let's drop out out of this crowd Somewhere no one's allowed

You better slow down When I was a young boy Well they tried to tell me That I was movin' Movin' way too fast And I knew everything About everything But I really didn't wanna listen To a bunch of old folks talkin' trash