Me casa, you casa, O I ain't lookin' for no wife I just wanna give dick to ya Hit the club, drink ass on ice but ya hit the pussy good, Am I doing the thing for you? Girl, show me how ya work that thing You make a motherfuckin' thug Wanna sing and baby,

Anna please turn around, we'll work it out somehow Anna don't turn me down, there's still a chance if we can hold out once more 'Cause we started out with love, that was more than enough And that's a lot to give up Even if you turn and walk away, love

Well, maybe I'm reckless, maybe bad luck, Hell maybe I'm way too much about having fun I'll send you a postcard, send me your love, Just don't give up on me yet, I'm still growing up I spent a summer down south, working for the county, trying to save for

Work so fucking much, my greatest fear is Imma die alone Every diamond in my chain, yeah, that's a milestone People calling me, asking me for money, man The only thing Imma give you motherfuckers is the dial tone On the down low, haters drown slow I been

How does it sound if we spend the night out? Come on, come on Hey baby, what's that sound I make a few steps and I fall on the ground It's a long shot but darling I couldn't love you more. Hey baby, give it a try I can find an answer if you wanna know

Nobody's gonna say I didn't give it all (ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya) I could bet it all on me 'Nother reason why I work like a motherfucker If tomorrow doesn't come, I got my guns loaded For the fight, I'll take an eye out, take it high If my days are almost

'Cause it doesn't make a difference If we make it or not We've got each other and that's a lot For love, we'll give it a shot Livin' on a prayer Once upon a time Not so long ago Tommy used to work on the docks

Set the children free I'm gonna cry cry cry Momma loves to work, Daddy loves to play Sometimes Daddy gotta go far away I'm too young to go quiet in the night Try to put me to sleep, I'm gonna give you a fight Wake you up a 5 am, before the sunrise I'll

To clear my head To think about my life Decompression Depression period With or without you We fight it out We work it out Give me some ti-i-ime I'm never there

Honey, whaddya do for money So stop your love on the road All your digging for gold You make me wonder Whaddya do for money What you gonna do You're working in bars Riding in cars Never gonna give it for free