Take me down to the paradise city Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty Oh won't you please take me home So far away Take me home, yeah yeah Take me home (oh won't you please take me home) Take me home Just a urchin livin' under the street

Just know I mean it You know I mean it If I ever said I'm never scared If I ever said I fucked your bitch And if I ever said I'm gettin' money And oh Lord oh Lord knows He knows I mean it Yeah, you know I mean it Oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah

Yeah you wanna find love then you know where the city is Yeah you wanna find love then you know where the city is, city is Cleaning up Are you feeling alright? The next one's the MD Your brother is just sat there You said he felt snide You hope that that

Get back, she's a bad motherfucker Fall back, she'll put you in your place Turn back if you know what's good for you Don't , it's a part of the chase What! What! Fuck yeah, let's go! Bad bitch stunna always down to ride She's the first one taking shots

You gotta love someone (hey, yeah) You gotta love someone Ever since the day that I met you I knew you weren't the one But nothing ever stops me from forgetting Packing all my shit and moving on (hey, yeah) I don't know what you've been told Or what they

How could you keep this from me? Your mama and your daddy ain't shit When you see 'em, tell both of 'em I said fuck 'em, yeah Somehow this is my fault (Ooh) I didn't say shit when I saw what I saw (You) Yeah, girl, you can't deny now (Ooh) Even your

We all got a past now 'Cause baby I'm the best (yeah, yeah) I don't need you to be perfect (yeah) You just gotta leave it in the past now (yeah) So cancel out your ex (yeah, yeah) And let 'em know I'm next (yeah, yeah) And cancel out your stress (yeah,

I'm calling you up, you tell me it's over Yeah, it's hard when you're young You say what you want, but it's hard when you're young We both know I go too far like when I wrecked your car And almost fought your father when he pushed me in the yard And all

Oh love me to my soul, rock me to my soul Oh she rock me to my soul, oh rock me to my soul Sweeter than a honey bee, yeah, baby been sweet on me Sweeter than a honey bee, yeah, my queen bee Oh she rock to my soul, mama love me to my soul Love me to my

No chill, no chill, no chill, no chill, for real But my shooters got shooters, they was born ready Nigga, for real Hallelujah, hallelujah, I was born ready Practice, what the fuck is practice? What the fuck is practice? Hallelujah, hallelujah, yeah Don't