Bottles in a bucket full of ice (yeah) Better make room, vroom, hear the Lambo (celebrate) Bitch better believe that I'm a sniper (yeah) You know I'm 'bout to take you from your man though (celebrate) Pop up with the chopper at artificial niggas actin'

There's no one else I trust I know the risk in love, yeah You got me so wrapped up Something about this feeling so familiar It's like I'm looking at myself in the mirror You put the pieces of my heart back together You got me thinking 'bout forever and

The way that he touch me, no, I can't get enough He keeping me up all night long He motivate me, yeah, that's my baby He really hit me with my body talk He got me singing ooh la, la, la, la, la, la, ey I'm catching feelings He motivate me, yeah, that's

I'm in a band, yeah, yeah. I'm in a band.... a rock an' roll band.... I'm in a band.... a rock an' roll band.... For many a year, I was so confused, (An') Didn't know what to play. But then I met a man, who picked up his horn, An' showed us just what, to

I wanna know, I wanna know I wanna know, I wanna know (Yeah, I wanna know) I wanna know what it's like to be happy I wanna know what it's like to wake up in the morning And feel like it's real when I'm laughin' (yeah!) I wanna know what it's like to sit

Ba-baby, fuck it up, one time (ooh) I told her baby, fuck it up, one time (fuck it up) I turn the side piece to a nine piece (oh yeah) She out lying it shouldn't even matter, she mine I turn the side piece to a nine piece (yeah, ooh) She out lying it

Don't wanna shoot the shit; I'm a shoot a bitch I don't fuck with you; you don't fuck with me (nah) Nigga, talkin' just ain't my cup of tea (yeah) Don't wanna talk to you Don't know you Don't know how you know my name I got a reputation of police chasing

I was so stupid for letting you go But I, I, I know you're still the one Hey you, you're still the one I know I say it too much But I will never give up And yeah, now I'm back at your door You're lookin' at me unsure I should've seen it before You're all

Don't stop, make it pop DJ, blow my speakers up Tonight, I'm-a fight Tick-tock on the clock But the party don't stop, no Till we see the sunlight Yeah, you got me DJ, you build me up You break me down

I got the bag, tell a friend She got some ass, bring it in Bitch, I'm the news, CNN (yeah) I don't trust nobody 'cause I can't be fake Frontin' ain't an option 'cause my soul can't change It's that young nigga shit, I might pull up to your bitch like