I pick up the pace, up the pace Then I brought my trouble where I stay I can never take a break (take a, break) So I cannot run away, yeah So I cannot run away I can never take a break Listen, okay? Let me just say this If a nigga wanna fuck with me, he

Somewhere with you Laughing loud on a carnival ride, yeah Driving around on a Saturday night You made fun of me for singing my song Got a hotel room just to turn you on You said pick me up at three a.m. You're fighting with your mom again I can go out

Ole man trouble Ole man trouble leave me alone Go find you someone else to pick on I live my live and now you see now Please stay away from me, oh now Ooo oh yeah, Oh I look like I'm down in my luck

Je voudrais être noir Et c'est pourquoi je voudrais Yeah, yeah! Yeah! Hey hey hey, Monsieur Wilson Picket Hey hey hey, toi Monsieur James Brown S'il vous plaît dites-moi comment vous faites Monsieur Charles, Monsieur King, Monsieur Brown Moi je fais de

I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up I don't need no, drama when you call I took the price, and lift that bitch up I don't need no, lies Pick a side, pick a side I don't need no, frauds I took the price, yeah, and lift that bitch up I don't need no,

So can you can you get back to me? I been calling tryna get a hold of you, you (yeah, yeah) Feeling lost and I don't know what to do Nold on, let me try callin' one more time Come on, pick up man, fuck I'm calling God, leaving voicemails I know your

This is your hometown My hometown Your hometown I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand Into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man I'd sit on his lap in that big old Buick and steer as we drove through town He'd tousle my hair

Llévame, llévame, donde dejé mi corazón (yeah, yeah) Llévame, llévame, llévame oh Llévame a ciudad de sol Wind it up slow for me, pick it up, pick it up Solo a ciudad de sol Feel it coming over me (tonight) Solo así junto a ti Don't let the city break

Yeah I'm down if you feel like messin' around Whatever you want, shoot, I don't care, you can come over here I can come over there And pick you up, that's right On a sit around Saturday night with nothing to do And you just want something to do All you

Like it's nothing to ya Don't you put me back down But you're still picking me up Don't put me back down like it's nothing to ya You're still picking me up You didn't give a fuck Underneath everything that's between Yeah, I'm undone, I'm 'bout to burst