Rise from the seats to sing hallelujah And my father told me, son It's not his fault he doesn't know your face And you're not the only one Although my grandma used to say, he used to say Darling hold me in your arms the way you did last night And we'll

Yeah, I live for little moments like that Well, I'll never forget the first time that I heard That pretty mouth say that dirty word And I can't even remember now what she she backed my truck into But she she covered her mouth and her face got red And she she just

We live real down here, Lord let us live Yo I'm hoping out a Phantom with a' iced out medallion Stallions on both arms, rocks on both charms My Dominican chick looking like Scarface sister Red and curly and she she wake me up early Cause hustlers hit the

She like her ass tooted up and her face down Face down, face down I got a fire red bone who go all night long, Boos She She got a diamond in her pearl tongue It shine everytime she she cums Bling, bling, up in this motherfucker Make up on my sheets and on my

Why so sad? Walking around with them blue faces She She said I’m down on my luck And it’s something I gotta have I hit the bank today and told them color me bad Get that new money, and it’s breaking me down honey Two tears in the bucket I cry with you But I

Look at your Rollie, uh, look at my Rollie, uh That's a small face, uh, this a big face, uh Gettin' bored with this money, count it all day She She can't see my room, fuck her in the hallway (yeah) Because it's the last ride ever gonna That I'm ever gonna

Hey you've got to hide your love away ! Here I stand with head in hand I turn my face to the wall If she's gone I can't go on Feeling two foot small Everywhere people stare Each and every day I can hear them laugh at me And I hear them say

Yeah, you know, I smashed Foreign Spanish jawn, I really like your lemonade I put Cartiers all over my bitch's face She just got apparel, all because a nigga paid Put her in the past, 'cause you know Yeah, I smashed, yeah Shawty let me smash So I put her

Releasing the fear White knuckle blackout, adrenaline rush Wide-eyed and red-faces, my skin hot and flushed The hair stands up down the backside of my neck Veins are a racetrack for fuel that I need Life on the edge is the bread which I feed Standing

Yeah, I live for little moments like that Well, I'll never forget the first time that I heard That pretty mouth say that dirty word And I can't even remember now what she she backed my truck into But she she covered her mouth and her face got red And she she just