Look on yonder wall and hand me down my walkin' cane I got me another woman, baby, yon' come your man I got me another woman and, uhh, baby, yon' come your man You hurried up and went to the wall, And you know it was tough, uhh I don't know how many men

We-ell, I can't quit you baby But I got to put you down a little while We-ell you done made me mess up my happy home Made me mistreat my only child Ah, when you hear me moanin' and groanin' Whoa you know it hurts me way down inside Whoa when you hear me

I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem (Problem) And yeah I like to fuck I got a fuckin' problem (True) If findin' somebody real is your fuckin' problem Bring ya girls to the crib maybe we can solve it Hold up! Bitches simmer down (uh) Takin' hella

He was a million miles from a million dollars But you can never spend his wealth When I was a kid, my grandfather was a preacher He said God only helps those Who learn to help themselves Wave, put your hands up, and hands down When I was a kid, I used to

Die, die, you zombie bastards We can go up, we go down We know what you want We gon' run you out of town We'll be seein' you around Baby, it's you and me That's right Music saved my life

Hey Romeo, let's go down to Mexico Chase senoritas drink ourselves silly Show them Mexican girls a couple real hillbillies Got a pocket full of cash and that old Ford truck Fuzzy cat hangin' from the mirror for luck Said don't you know all those little

Let’s go, let’s leave There’s a whole wide world for us to see Just roll with me Cause there ain’t no doubt this is meant to be I pick you up on the corner of now and never We can run all the red lights down forever I gotta tank filled up with gasoline

But I got to put you down a little while You know it hurts way down inside Well, I can't quit you, baby Well, I can't quit you, darlin' Well, you done made me mess up my happy home Made me mistreat my only child Ah, when you hear me moanin' and groanin'

Alta Mira, like the wind that moves the sea Alta Mira, let it set your spirit free Alta Mira, we can live in harmony Yesterday I said goodbye to all my misery I floated down the river just to see what I could see I came upon the ocean and its beauty took

Whatever you got to raise up We'll be flying up in the clouds Like we're never gonna come back down Like we're running out of runway lights You can't get it high enough Your hands or your phone or your cup Set it off like the 4th Of July Gonna take it up