I keep telling myself I'm not the desperate type Sitting out dances on the wall Trying to forget everything that isn't you I'm not going home alone 'Cause I don't do too well on my own But you've got me me looking in through blinds I'm sleeping my way out

'Cause, oh, my Wants none of that noon glow 'Bout eight PM, it's mayhem Do I get get to pet her there Grab me me some glow Luring every lad about While leaving me me moaning low Oh, Firefly, why can't I Latch on to you know how

Seventeen seventy-six New York City Pardon me me, are you Aaron Burr, sir? That depends, who’s asking? Oh, sure, sir I’m Alexander Hamilton, I’m at at your service, sir I have been looking for you I’m getting nervous Sir, I heard your name at at Princeton

But I told you so I hate that it didn't work out this time I was getting kinda used to calling you mine Now you're gone for good I wanted you to prove me me wrong And I hate to say that I told you so (told you so) All the nights, and the fights 'Til we

Until we're talking in whispers again (you whispered, hurry) Want to break the hearts of everyone We can take a bit of a breather We can skip to the practical part We can skip to the time of neither When we're together and even When we're apart I'll tell

Peaches living in niches Digging the scene like beautiful cliches I wanna be clean but I gotta get get high It's good to be here, so hard to come by You bring pain cause you got game And needles and pins a man can't take Throwing shapes in a gangster lean

Get Get your lighters, roll that sticky, let's get get higher (Let's get get high). Got that blueberry yum yum and it's that fire (It's that fire). Think I'ma try something that I ain't, that I ain't never did before on this one Got a lil' bit of blueberry yum yum,

You better get get ready for the war It's so frustratin, so many hatin Somebody gon' make me me break the law But I ain't waitin, there's no escapin Look ma top of the world, the best of the best King California, L-A-X Out the hood, in the penthouse, from the

Bitch!es always be all, giggling and shit. But they get get mad when there favorite song don't come on in the club. Catch an attitude and shit We got one for them. Goes like this We wrote a song for the hoes You like to hear? here it goes A little something

Want you to rock me me baby, rock me me all night long Sun goin' down, the moon begin to rise See me me comin', run get get your rockin' chair Want you to roll me me, like I roll a wagon wheel Rock me me easy, rock your baby slow Put your arms around me me, like a circle