You got me workin' workin' day and night You got me workin' day and night (that's why) And I'll be workin' From sun up to midnight How can you live girl 'cause love for us was meant to be (well) Some other guy instead of me (ooh)

Blowing through the air There's a natural mystic If you listen carefully now you will hear This could be the first trumpet Might as well be the last Many more will have to suffer Many more will have to die Don't ask me why I won't tell no lie

Son of a gun 'Cause I'm the lighting to your storm Dark blood stains after a dog fight The tornado to your alarm Your hangover after a long night I'm the snake outta your barn That one mistake you ever did right The gunpowder to your drum I'm your son

After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down (We're gonna let it all hang down) (we're gonna let it all hang down) After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down (after midnight, after midnight) We're gonna cause talk and suspicion We're gonna give

Every time I close my eyes It's like a dark paradise No one compares to you I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side Oh oh oh, ha ha ha I don't wanna wake up from this tonight And there's no remedy for memory your face Your soul is hunting

It's your neighborhood drug dealer Uh, I'm your neighborhood drug dealer I'm your neighborhood drug dealer Neighborhood drug dealer One, two, what it be? Michael Jordan, white, bitch, 23 Uh, it's your neighborhood drug dealer Bet you hear my pipes rev

All I have is a song Oh you know I ain't complainin' 'Cause I can tell, lord its just your plan So I thank you for what I have And that's a song These ol' white lines on the highway Lord its all I know Seems like I've been out all my life But I just

Y es mi forma de amar latino Es tu forma de amar latino Tu manera de amar latino Que es mi forma de amar latino Oye, soy latino Mi voz, latino Tu voz, latino Oye, latino Hay Maneras de amar diferentes

She's my little whiskey Girl No Cuervo Gold Margaritas Just ain't enough good burn in Tequila she needs Somethin' with a little more edge and a little more plain My Ragged-on-the-edges girl Ah, but I like 'em rough She ain't into wine and roses Don't my

Waiting for So tell me what you waiting for? I'll be your love Turn your broken heart into gold So what you waiting for? You got that touch You could start a fire in my soul So tell me what you waiting for