It's casual entertaining We aim to please At my parties Well this is my back yard My back gate I hate to start my parties late Here's the party cart Ain't that great? That ain't the best part baby

Got my diamond earrings And I'm packin' heat so don't disrespect me I'm just so damn flossy And I know what you like There ain't no gangsta like me Imma give it to ya every time Gotta turn you on

Thank God I can breathe, I can be what they can't buy Even when I'm weak, I'm sure it's gon' be alright Thank God I got home, I got food and I got y'all Yes I will survive There will be highs and lows, thank God I remain OK How can I prove them how

Voy a olvidarte, voy a borrarte Eras mi vida, eras todo No entiendo porqué tú me traicionaste Así que vete y no regreses Que esto ya no me interesa Es muy tarde para oír que te arrepientes Ya no pierdo más mi tiempo Ya no pienso estar sufriendo

Yeah, it's hard when you're young And almost fought your father when he pushed me in the yard And all those nights we snuck out, like to meet up at the bar Don't worry, my love, we're learning to love But it's hard when you're young We both know I go too

If you mad I'm on top, then wish me gone If you mad I'm on the road, then wish me home And if you mad that I'm right, punk wish me wrong But after your three wishes, blow it out ya ass! I never used to snore in my sleep 'til this rap shit started Warm

¿Dónde están las gatas que no hablan y tiran pa' alante? ¿Dónde está el corillo guilla'o de maleante? Vamos pa' la disco para hacer escante Dale pa' la barra loco, que te vo'a pagar el trago Mira aquellas gatas que nos están mirando Vamo' a tirar labia

Tro fê yôtchoin djanda Natê bessou Natê bessou... Natê bessou oh!! Yinmien kpli yôti ô lalo fouê Houphouët Yako!! Houphouët boigny yako Beti nouanlê Bessia n'gourêlê Snanga mon ossi man-yé

Pero ya paso el tiempo Y me tengo que ir Y pensar que tuviste que perder Para aprenderme a valorar Pero ya no hay na' que valorar Tan cerca que estuve Y ahora que me ofreces hasta las nubes Los panas te ven y te dicen "Lamento tu perdida" Mucho que te lo

I know that we the new slaves I see the blood on the leaves You see there's leaders and there's followers But I'd rather be a dick than a swallower Y'all niggas can't fuck with Ye My momma was raised in the era when Clean water was only served to the