Choppa won't miss a nigga Hundred round drum killin' everybody Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew! Yeah! We ain't wasting no time (Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?) Splat, splat, splat, woo! She hop on the dick and she split Hop on my dick like a bitch

When you're lost in the rain in Juarez when it's Easter time, too And your gravity fails and negativity don't pull you through Don't put on any airs when you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue They got some hungry women there and they really make a mess outta

Like a soul without a mind In a body without a heart I'm missing every part Really hurt me baby, really hurt me baby You're the book that I have opened And now I've got to know much more I know that I've been mad in love before And how it could be with

Run runaway I like black and white Dream in black in white You like black and white If your in the swing Oh now can't she wait? See chameleon lying there in the sun

Now you're just somebody that I used to know But you didn't have to cut me off Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing And I don't even need your love But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough No you didn't have to stoop

Maybe now he could prove to her That he could be good for her And they should be together You're not like other people, you do what you want to He fell for her again, she watched it happen Every day, day by day But more important, night by night She

Light of the love that I found Well there's a light in your eye that keeps shining Like a star that can't wait for night I hate to think I been blinded baby Why can't I see you tonight? And the warmth of your smile starts a burning And the thrill of your

So baby come and get me, cause I don't wanna dance alone I got my best on and I feel like dancing all night long Oh it's been so long Thinking 'bout the feeling of your arms wrapped around my body It's what I want Nothing's gonna stop me Oh but I want If

And it sure feels right It feels like a struck match kissing gasoline It feels a little better than it ever has It sure feels good, baby let’s be bad I feel your heart, I feel you there When they get a little tipsy Corona cold in your hand, your brushed

Whose bed have your boots been under? And whose heart did you steal I wonder? This time did it feel like thunder, baby? And who did you run to? And whose lips have you been kissin'? And whose ear did you make a wish in'? Is she the one that you've been