(fuck wit' the lights, fuck wit' the, wit' the lights on) Have you lost your mind No more drugs for me Pussy and religion is all I need Baby we'll live a hell of a life Tell me when you think we've crossed the line Grab my hand and Never in your wildest

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

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

All my ex's live in Texas And Texas is the place I'd dearly love to be But all my ex's live in Texas And that's why I hang my hat in Tennessee Rosanna's down in Texarkana Wanted me to push her broom Sweet Eileen's in Abilene She forgot I hung the moon

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

Shoot,use your gun of life I'm not afraid to die In your arms Keep on watching me Mesamedasu prince from the biomass Ai yoku no nami ni oyogu Kana eacute, yo holo bi na ki ai Demo ima wa jikan ga nai

No where, no rules Crack a Bud Light, get into the groove Dancing in the middle of the night in the middle of a field Just turning it loose Hell yeah, that's us Don't need a downtown to get to tearing it up Setting the night on fire, on fire, on fire

Da da da da da, da, da da da, da da da, da da da da da da da da I’m a snake, I’m a tricky little freak, I’m a killer you won’t see me as I slither down the street I make noise and I’m poised like a train as you please, I make heat when I tweet I am the

I'm the queen of Kansas City, no thanks Omaha, thanks a lot I'm the number one attraction in every supermarket parking lot Kansas City Star, that's what I are Got a letter just this morning, it was postmarked Omaha It was typed and neatly written,

This is a God dream We on an ultralight beam I'm tryna keep my faith This is everything You know we need it But I'm looking for more Somewhere I can feel safe And end my holy war This is my part, nobody else speak