Tutti frutti, oh rootie Wop bop a loo bop a lop bom bom! Tutti frutti, oh rootie, ooh I got a gal, named Sue, she knows just what to do Boy you don't know what she do to me Wop bop a loo bop a lop ba ba! She rock to the East, she rock to the West She is

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood All of my niggas get down like what Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood! My dogs is dogs with official bloodlines I say, "stop being greedy, get a plate if you want mine" Why them niggas always force you to take it

You're all dressed up to go dreaming Now don't tell me I'm wrong And what a night to go dreaming Mind if I tag along If I say I love you I want you to know It's not just because there's moonlight Although, moonlight becomes you so Moonlight becomes you,

You say you're livin' on the edge and I think you're hangin' from a ledge Too scared to hold the hand that wants to help you up Are you still a bullet in your daddy's gun Don't forget boy you're your mama's only son She's at home and she's been praying

You´ve got your mind in the gutter You got your mind in the gutter So you say I´m foolin´ ´round Playin´ the field You just ain´t right What´s a man to do When he´s bein´ accused I hear you talkin´ It´s real bad news

I don't wanna do a damn thing today Don't wanna go, I'm just gonna stay Why they do that Instead of work I just wanna play Plus I pulled away fat stack anyway They wanna know what I'ma do today Not a damn thing, fuck what anybody say Why they do that

I just keep on dancing You can hurt me, I'll find another You can love me, you'll be my lover Happy, in rain or thunder Baby I keep I keep on, I keep on, I just keep on dancing People like to talk because they don't know what to say Running from the

I'll be there for you I'll be there for you, these five words I swear to you I'd live and I'd die for you I'd steal the sun from the sky for you Words can't say what love can do When you breathe I want to be the air for you I guess this time you're

Ooh ahh, love yourself Take no chances, fuck that nigga I say ooh, ahh What you doin'? Laying in a bikini Yeah I'm okay. What are you doing? I'm in the studio

Niggas keep sayin they gon' heat me up Talkin that shit like they gon' lay me down But when I come through strapped to see what's up Niggas really don't want no parts of me pal Yeah, Fort Knocks, Aftermath, Compton to Jersey What y'all fools know about