You never know homie, might meet some hoes homie You need to pump your brakes and drive slow homie Drive slow homie, drive slow homie My homie Marley used to stay, 79th and May One of my best friends from back in the day Down the street from Calumet, a

Oh, I'd have never found you At that random house party that I didn't even wanna go to Had me first time feelin' in a while I should make one, too Sometimes the finish line is just the start of something new Then I'd have never found you 'Cause I'd never

They got some crazy lovin' women there and I'm gonna get me one I'm goin' to Kansas City, Kansas City, here I come I'll be standing on the corner of 12th Street and Vine I'm going to Kansas City, Kansas City, here I come With my Kansas City baby and a

In the words written in red They tell me that there's more to life Said, "I raise my hands I'm findin' more and more truth Old man Wrigley lived in that white house Down the street where I grew up

And now she find out what life is really worth No to X rated Blazin', mi don't want dem Mi need dem Suh mi tek har outta bugah red and put her in a tall skirt Yo mi tek har outta bugah red and put her in a tall skirt Hurry up with my damn massage

Don't go city on me Please girl keep it country Life so different since you cross those tracks Come on keep it country With your fancy bling and your miss me jeans The girl I knew wouldn't need those things Bring that pretty little accent back Don't go

Sube! la temperatura Ra kan kan kan ee, ee Yo tengo lo que tú quieres Dame lo que tú quieras Una vez más vamos hacerlo como tú digas a tu manera Tu sabes que soy tu hombre Por más que lo trates de evitar Hay algo que jamás podrás negar Yo soy el que te

I know that we the new slaves I see the blood on the leaves You see there's leaders and there's followers But I'd rather be a dick than a swallower Y'all niggas can't fuck with Ye My momma was raised in the era when Clean water was only served to the

Fuck them other niggas 'cause I'm down with my niggas 'Cause I ain't got the money on me right now We could've been somebody And came out of your body And came out of our body Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees Blood on the leaves I just need to

She didn't care where we were going As long as we were going, wide open We put the gas to the floor Yeah, we hit it wide open Two-lane highway rolling With no one around, slowing us down Radio loud, had the speakers all blowing Feet on the dash with her