This is what we live for We're taking off uh uh uh (Oh oh) this is what we live for This is what I live for Baby, you're my open road You can take me anywhere the wind blows Right into the great unknown We can throw our hands up out the window I drive a

Jiggle all this weight, yeah, you know I love all of this Take off all my make-up 'cause I love what’s under it Rub off all your words, don't give a, "uh", I'm over it (Strip!) Finally love me naked, sexiest when I'm confident Nah, I don't give a, not-

Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye stepped up in this piece Bust my Glock to insure that all you niggas rest in peace Yo what's your name young blood What they call you? I got, I got James, Jimmy, alright, Dean Yo I've been feeling that real JD swag lately Uh,

All we have is right now, Go hard or go home All we have is right now What you gonna do when your blues still stay? All we have is right now, All we have is right now Uh, uh, yeah, staring out into the unknown Voices in the wind telling me to come home,

Uptown funk you up I'm too hot (hot damn) Don't believe me just watch Don't believe me just watch uh Girls hit your hallelujah (whoo) 'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you Uptown funk you up (say what?) Hey, hey, hey, oh Called a police and a fireman

And there go you How much for your soul and uh Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew You got what I want I got what you need I hate rich niggas goddammit Cause I ain't never had a lot dammit Know you felt the shit just now

Uh, yeah, you and me baby making love like gorillas 'Cause what I got for you Bang, bang, gorilla Baby I'mma be your gorilla Its 4am and you are up getting fucked up And what a world, it is all girls, I'am in luck Say hello to your sisters and lets try

That's how we do Uh huh uh huh What you always say, and what you do, it don't matter, long as we go Every every day we always play, we alway with some classy

I never understood the frequency, uh-huh You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh I couldn't understand "What's the frequency, Kenneth?" is your Benzedrine, uh-huh You wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh-huh You said that irony was the

Hit 'em with it, hit 'em with it, hit 'em with it That’s what I did when I came in the room and I hit her with the uh (Hit it!) When a nigga hit the plug, when a nigga hit the trap and I hit em with the pump Look at the pot, look at the egg beater, hit