FYB, Rich Gang She gon' pull up, pull up Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Yeah you're all welcome to come in Look, I go by the name Jermaine Dupri, right (the young boss) Sauce recognize sauce Jacquees, he got somethin' he wanna say I know, I'llll show you, you know

Hey yeah, tiptoe higher I won't fall asleep Hey yeah, don’t let 'em know we’re coming Take some time to simmer down, keep your head down low Nobody else can take me higher In the morning light let my roots take flight Watch me from above like a vicious

There's levels to your love And I know, we can get higher Levels, levels, levels, levels Yeah, there's levels to your love And I keep on climbing up Let them go, all the one's tryna get in the door I'ma go where they all couldn't go Up a floor, up a

I'd get on my knees Confess my love, I'd know where to be My sanctuary, you're holy to me If you were church, I'd get on my knees You were doomed but just enough I'd get on my knees, yeah If you were church, yeah, I'd get on my knees And take the pain

It ain't but two things That I really understand Yeah when I was in the country I only had two friends Yeah that was a whistlin' woman You know boys and a crowing hen Well you know that is a lyin' woman You know boys and a jealous hearted man Yeah I'm so

We can just dance to this I don't wanna sleep tonight-night-night-night-night Dance to this I just wanna take that ride Don't take much to start me Push up on my body, yeah You know we've already seen all of the parties We can just, we can just Oh, yeah,

We're a disaster, yeah you know it's true All of my friends, I love my friends We've got each other, don't need no others We're a disaster All my friends are, they're on vacation But I'm just stuck here in this parking lot Well, looking for a mirror, I'm

Don't say a word at all I wanna get back to where we started To the summer night You know, you know, you know, you know we got it right We don't gotta say anything Don't gotta say anything Yeah wanna get back to San Francisco In the fire light You know,

I know you had the time of your life I'll be countin' this shit all night Let's make a sex tape and put it on Netflix You know I'm gettin' money, ten, twenty, thirty, forty See yeah I'm gettin' money, ten, twenty, thirty, forty Yeah, uh-huh I smoked a

Love don't really happen If we could be together would that make you happy? And If it wouldn't, tell your girlfriend to get at me Always be like this, no Oh no no, yeah I know the secret we share Look what this feeling has done to me There's something