Oh-oh-oh ay Hey, baby, this is who I am I shouldn't have to say it for you to understand 'Cause you already got me in the palm of your hand Just wait a couple lifetimes and ask me again No I do oh-oh ay Hello, is this thing on?

Money in your palm don't make you real Pistol in your hand don't make you real Niggas been countin' me out I'm writin' down names, I'm makin' a list The real ones been dyin', the fake ones is lit The Bentley is dirty, my sneakers is dirty But that's how

Can you feel it? Pumps through your veins Led by a beating heart You ran into the night from all you had Found yourself a path upon the ground You ran into the night, you can't be found But, this is your heart If you had your gun Would you shoot it at

If I wanted, I could take you from your man (please believe it) With my eyes closed, I could have you eating out the palm of my hand And all your little girlfriends, too (No you can't, you're a playa, I don't want you) Yes I can, and I will if I, if I

I'm damned to loving you We set fire to these skies for our love And I'd do it all again Two palm trees in the sand I'm damned to loving you now I'm damned to lovin' you (Damn!) Alright Then the gavel hit the stand (Damn!) Lovin' you

Não posso olhar dentro do seu olhar, Bala de Prata acerta pra matar Virei seu refém e não quero escapar Você atirou em minha direção, E acertou bem no meu coração Minha vida ficou na palma de suas mãos

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas The sun is shining, the grass is green The orange and palm trees sway There's never been such a day In Beverly Hills, L.A. But it's December the twenty-fourth And I'm longing to be up north Just like the ones I used to

Palms to the sky We rise tonight I feel it, and I feel it, and I feel fe-feel it This goes radioactive Drop the ball, let me feel the beat (Hey, take a look at you) You, you, you, you and I

Cross the country, cross the country You may never been there, catch me cross the country Coca leaves and palm trees, we cross the country She don't understand English but she want me I had to get a Visa cause I'm in and out the country It's been a long

And it's a long road out of Eden Moon shinin' down through the palms Shadows movin' on the sand Somebody whisperin' the twenty-third psalm Dusty rifle in his tremblin' hands Somebody tryin' just to stay alive He got promises to keep Over the ocean in