I'm gonna stick like glue Stuck on you Yeah, yeah, because I'm Yes-sir-ee, uh, uh Stick, because I'm Hide in the kitchen, hide in the hall Ain't gonna do you no good at all Cause once I catch ya, and the kissin' starts

The daily grind can freak your mind But life isn't all that bad C'est la vie! That's life And that's how it's gonna be C'est la vie! Hold tight It comes right eventually Uh, come on now

Pase lo que pase no te voy a llamar Ya yo me quité, tú nunca me va' a amar Sin ti no me va bien, tampoco me va mal Pa' no pensar en ti tengo que fumar Pa' no pensar en ti tengo que fumar (-mar, -mar, -mar) Yeh-yeh (Wuh-huh) Sin ti no me va bien, tampoco

I'm going slightly mad It finally happened, happened It finally happened, I'm slightly mad Uh uh ah ah It finally happened When the outside temperature rises And the meaning is oh so clear One thousand and one yellow daffodils

We in this bitch lookin' like a open safe, nigga Uh, looking like an open safe, nigga Bitch screamed when the dick was halfway in her We in this bih looking like an open safe, nigga Turn the music up Mustard on that beat, hoe Tattoos on my face, nigga

En Ponce la busco Está metía en Bayamón uuh ohh El rebolu me lo busco Y si me dice que está por Maya Tú sabes que hoy se guaya Tú sabes que hoy se, tú sabes que hoy se Y si me dice que está por Ponce Que hay que cruzar la raya Talk to the gyal dem

Tú tienes el control Es que me matas bailando así (bailando así) La habitación uh whoa Te juro que huele a ti (Yo te juro que huele a ti) Puedo llegar al sol No pienses dime que sí Chris Brown Por fin estamos solitos los dos

Hello, how can I help you? Hi, my name’s Dave Burd, I have an appointment today It’s probably under 'Lil Dicky,' actually I’m a, I’m a rapper, so Okay, and who are you here to see? Uh, Snoop Dogg? Says here Snoop D-o-g-g Oh, yeah. He’s right down the

She ain't really pretty, she just Instagram stuntin' A nigga got a pregnant, he was dickriding so much The word around town is this nigga six months (huh?) Fake proper-talking, bitch be like "Please pass the Backwood" (what?) Trap boy Jack, I get the

The land of opportunity where everybody stay Welcome to LA The girls are pretty, sun will shine three-hundred-sixty days But I don't always feel that way, today I need some gray Yeah, uh, please protect my soul before they weather it away I just told