And I know they know about each other I think these bitches tryna set me up Maybe I’m just paranoid Seen two of my bitches in the club Yeah, I’m paranoid, I’m trippin' I’ve been smoking, I’ve been sippin' I’m fuckin' 'round with two bitches But I never

Oh things ain't what they used to be, no no Whoa, ah, mercy mercy me Where did all the blue skies go? Poison is the wind that blows from the north and south and east Whoa mercy, mercy me, Oil wasted on the oceans and upon our seas, fish full of mercury

These are honky tonk women Tryin' to give me, give me, give me their honky tonk blues It's the honky tonk women Yeah, they give me, give me, give me their honky tonk blues They give me, give me, give me their honky tonk blues I met a gin-soaked bar-room

I been doing me on the daily You can get mad that I made it You ain't know the work I put in Check my profile and they hit me I be makin' magic on the daily Ye-ah-ha-ha-ha With the top dropped down with your lady? (skrr, skrr, hey) Hit the club,

To's los míos están bien, 'tamos bien, hey Joda, que se joda, que se joda, hey, hey No hay nada mal, estamos bien, 'tá to' bien, hey Yeah, yeah (yeah) 'Tamos bien (wuh), yeh Sobran los billetes de cien, yeah No te preocupes, estamos bien (wuh-uh), hey

Can't let you into my mind, yeah 'Member back then you never knew me Now you're tryin' to move me Be brave, be brave Step, step, step, step Step, step to the left, step, step Hey, and now you're tryin' to move me Ay, and to the East Side, to the East

Gotta let 'em know I'm here You know my vision clear Yeah, gotta let 'em know I'm here Gotta know my vision clear I ain't waiting on niggas, they would've left me in the rear Only God know what's up with me, the only one I fear I made a dub last year and

These haters feelin' slighted 'Cause they know it's different prices, huh, huh It's the night This the night, (This the night, this the night) This the night My jewelry shinin’ bright This the night, huh We ain't come to play Yeah, my bitch she came to

(¡Duro, duro!) Que suena "beautiful"... Suena "beautiful"... Bonito, duro duro como rifle full (¡Hey!) Dile que apaguen esa luz (¡Hey!) Que esta noche nos fuimos "rude" Contigo esta "cool", ah pues "beautiful" (¡Hey!) Bonito, duro duro como rifle full

They call me the workin' man I guess that's what I am It seems to me I could live my life A lot better than I think I am I guess that's why they call me I get up at seven, yeah And I go to work at nine I got no time for livin'