Put it down on me Shawty you a dime why you looking lonely I love the way you grind that booty on me We'll buy another round and it's all on me As long as I'm around put it down on me Just put it down on me Down down on me Don't throw it off the mound

Nothin' that I wouldn't say to you Can you feel it in the airwaves Rollin down the lane Black out in the background Standin' in your veins Can you teach it to the prisoners Can you throw it at the wall You leap into the altitudes

The city streets are full of people going Nowhere making time The change from night to day is really only hours Won't somebody throw me down a line They say some days you're gonna win They say some days you're gonna lose I tell you I got news for you

They don't see me Oh no, they don't see me Your girl's drawers comin' down But her hands go up to the ceilin' I guarantee it, I guarantee it, I guarantee it, I guarantee it I'm throwin' money in the VIP I'm ballin' out, so you know it's me They tell me,

It's just me and you Yeah, it's just me and you And we are definitely outnumbered There's more of them than us Just when you think you made a new friend They throw you under the bus So it's just me and you Turn the sound down on my TV I just can't listen

So baby, pick me up, I'll be in the drive Take me where the moon's hanging in the sky We can park it by the river, get out and throw the tailgate down down down You can steal a kiss, maybe even two Only the track and the tree's gonna see what we do All I

One, twenty one guns Lay down your arms Give up the fight Throw up your arms into the sky, You're in ruins Do you know what's worth fighting for When it's not worth dying for? Does it take your breath away

If she could see me now If she could see me breaking down Maybe she'd turn around Wasn't a stone I didn't throw When I wrecked it My foolish words so cool and cold Were disconnected Tell me why When she cried

This love is be and end all This love will be your downfall Who are we to be emotional Who are we to play with hearts And throw away it all Who are we to turn each others heads Who are we to find ourselves in other people's beds I don't like the way I

Ayy, ayy, I need 20 for a verse, I need 40 for a show I got bitches gettin' naked, throwin' money on the floor Big Patek bust down, pussy hatin' 'cause he broke I ain't never played the bitch, I'm in the game and that's for sure Claustrophobic, dropped