Well, she ate it Lordy, it was love at first bite Conscience was related Man, he was created Never knowin' wrong for right, right, right, right So, she ate it Yeah, she ate it Back when Cain was able Way before the stable

They asking bout me in the trap house They talking bout me in the trap house What the business is, stay up out of mine You know my sneakers foreign nigga (Juheard!) Yeah, bigger than life Big money poppin' boy Trap house, trap house Niggas mad that I

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Had to pray to almighty God they let my dog out the kennel When you get it straight up out the mud, you can't imagine this shit I been pullin' up in the drop tops with the baddest bitches Young nigga been focused on my check

But you don't know how Sometimes I feel like I'm almost gone No no no no But you'll come out alright (Yeah) I know it seems there's no end in sight (Yeah) But it doesn't mean you can't put up a fight Sometimes I feel like a motherless child It's that

Nigga pass that shit After blunt after blunt after, hey Cup after cup, gotta double that up I've been waitin' on this all day Nigga pass that shit, yeah Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt The blunt up, the blunt up, the blunt up, the blunt up

Esa boquita me mata Tu movimiento me atrapa Oh, oh oh oh oh Yeah eh, oh oh oh oh, bebé Cuando mueves tu cuerpo, tú tienes talento Quiero escaparme contigo A donde no hayan testigos Baby, yo quiero contigo Lo que no hacen los amigos

You’re so money, money, money You got a country road Carolina soul Baby you’re just so homegrown Ooh, I dig the way that you move You shake it down to your roots I did your momma teach you how to do that thing you do Yeah, nothing sweeter than wild I’ll

On the nights on Broadway (blame it on the nights on Broadway) Blamin' it all (I'm blamin' it all) Singin' them straight to the heart songs Singin' them sweet sounds Singin' them love songs (yeah, yeah) Well, I had to follow you Though you did not want

I hate boys, but boys love me. I think they suck and my friends agree. Eh yeah, eh yeah, eh yeah, I. hate. boys. Bo-bo-bo-boys bo-boys If you hate 'em boys, shake it. If you hate them boys, shake it. No-no-no-no, I'm not bitter, I'm not mad. Well, maybe

That very special touch Reach out and touch Touch (touch me) If I satisfy you (if I satisfy you) Reach out and touch (touch me, touch me) (touch me, touch me) Touch that very special touch (touch me, touch me) Yeah, if I satisfy you (if I satisfy you)