Lose yourself to dance Everybody dancing on the floor Everybody on the floor Yeah, Yeah, come on (lose yourself to dance) I know you don't get chance to take a break this often I know your life is speeding and it isn't stopping You take my shirt and just go

Tattoos, Suu-Whoop, Bugatti, new boo Tattoos, Suu-whoop, Bugatti, new boo You tatted your face and changed the culture (you changed) You screamed "Suu-Whoop" and them gangsters loved you (yeah, yeah) You bought a Bugatti so you could flex (so you can

Baby, you could have it all (Ooh yeah yeah) Baby, you can have the cars, the clothes, the jewels, the sex, the house Every Thursday Yes, all I could say is yes Promise me you won't regret me like the tattoos on my skin Like the wrong pill When you fuck them,

It ain't but two things That I really understand Yeah Yeah when I was in the country I only had two friends Yeah Yeah that was a whistlin' woman You know boys and a crowing hen Well you know that is a lyin' woman You know boys and a jealous hearted man Yeah Yeah I'm so

Remind me, remind me Yeah Yeah you'd wake up in my old t-shirt We didn't care if people stared We'd make out in a crowd somewhere Somebody'd tell us to get a room It's hard to believe that was me and you Now we keep saying that we're OK But I don't want to

La la la, la la la la la la la la Girl, if I know for sure I have you by my side I’d build you up Girl, I need to know for sure you’re mine La la la (Yeah!) La la la la la la la la (Uh huh) Ooh I’d lie for you baby (Ooh I’d die for you baby) I like the

And you only got one shot, don't ignore, yeah 'Cause I'm so choosy, choosy, yeah, yeah yeah Mans say I'm too bougie, bougie, yeah, yeah yeah So I'ma give you one shot, go ahead, pour it So I'ma make one stop for you, for you Gotta give me all you got So I'ma make

Bring you all along with me Will we need it? When the war ends, yeah yeah We'll wonder what it was about And when we grow old, yeah yeah We'll all wonder how we missed out I've got soulful days to counter evil ways Shed me from the universe Carry me from life

Def jam yeah yeah! (come on) Ruff ryders yeah yeah! (come on) Bloodline, we bout to blow (what!) Ruff ryders, we bout to blow (what!) Vacant lot, we bout to blow (what!) Man, bitch-ass niggas just don't know I'm just gonna stick to the script 'cause you know how

Tell me, tell me yeah yeah. Sad,sad story, about all the things I've heard. Now baby, there's something on my mind. You said I was your true love. But I hear you're foolin' 'round. I gotta know girl what's going down. Oh, tell me, wher do we go from here and.