Scalding hail Flying chunks of hot debris rushing through the air Vapors causing blisters, eyes blinded by the glare Clouds that shower death, hell falling from the sky Searing rain of molten rock, flesh begins to fry Burning fragments, steaming stones

Sometimes I wonder where will we go Lord, don't take my whiskey, rock and roll I'm headed down a highway, got a suitcase by my side Blue skies hangin' over my head; I got five hundred miles to ride I'm goin' down to Memphis town to play a late night show

Rock my world little country girl Drag me out on the floor Dance with me 'till I can't dance anymore One-step, two-step, get in a line I gotta find a way to make you mine She's got a T-Top Camaro with a scoop on the hood And two big speakers blasting

Tha fact of tha matter she blow out tha frizzame I keep me some powder so I'm gettin brizzain What's really butter? Swingin' by the tires leave a third degree And I heard there's bouncin' niggas hatin' wanna murder me They gon' have to take me straight

Won't you come through? I don't know me You could walk right through No caller ID, you know You don't really like me, you know And I don't really like me, you go Boy, you're better by default There's nothing like me, you know No, red rocks so bright (So

Get back motherfucker! You don't know me like that! (Get back motherfucker! You don't know me like that!) Yeek yeek woop woop! why you all in my ear?! Talking a whole bunch of shit That I ain't trying to hear! Yeek yeek woop woop! I ain't playing around!

I've been poppin' since my demos, bitch, yeah Bust the bales down in the kitchen, bitch, yeah Cookin' coke up, water whip that shit, yeah Pull the boat up, we want all the bricks, yeah Call your hoe up, she take all the dick, yeah I took four, I feel

My baby loves to dance If there's a beat somewhere that's droppin', she's rockin' My baby loves to dance, dance, dance Crank the dial up clockwise, windin' up her wild side That girl is ready to move She don't really care who's watchin' When she gets

Let a nigga know Shawty what you want Layin in the bed Smokin on the dope Bad bitch with me Say she wanna roll Right here by the stove Yeah, I got all these drugs

Yeah, I like (yeah) I like girls who like girls (ooh) I like girls who like girls I like girls who like girls (like girls, yeah) I like girls who like girls (I like girls, yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, I like (what?) Kissing on her friend off white, girl (off