The winner takes it all I don't want to talk About the things we've gone through Though it's hurting me Now it's history I've played all my cards And that's what you've done too Nothing more to say No more ace to play

How will I know I say a prayer with every heartbeat I fall in love whenever we meet How will I know if he's thinking of me I try to phone but I'm too shy (can't speak) Falling in love is so bittersweet This love is strong, why do I feel weak? How will I

Hay que darle como es, darle como es Hay que darle como es Hay que darle como es A mí me dijeron que te gusta el guayeteo L A A (Mister Greenz) Jowell y Randy (Me dijeron que te gusta el guayeteo) No le des más nada que está que explota

Like a star you are so far But I need to find a place in your heart Wanderer star that you are How do you find a place in my heart Yes I sit and wonder why You would tell me a lie And I stayed up all night Yes! ­All night Should have known from the start

Life in a northern town Ah hey ma ma ma ma Ah-heya ma ma ma, into the night-ahh Heya ma ma ma, into the night Hey ma ma ma, hey, ah Heya ma ma ma, hey-ay-ay-ay, ah A Salvation Army band played And the children drank lemonade And the morning lasted all

Tell me whatcha gonna do when I'm gone Oh and where your gonna go when there's nobody home Tell me whatcha ya gonna do when I'm gone And who's gonna love you when you're all alone Oh whatcha gonna do when I'm gone Who wakes you in the morning time, Who

We stayed up all night long Made our drinks too strong Feeling ten feet tall Ropes swinging into the water In the middle of the night Like oh oh oh oh oh Breaking our boots in Stomping on the ground we grew up on Yeah, we were raised on it

Welcome to the party, aye (welcome to the party) Welcome to the party Welcome to the party, aye Ride with my dogs, ridin' high when we pull up (haaan) Burn up, let it burn Step up in the party, step up in the party

And this bird you can not change But, if I stayed here with you, girl Things just couldn't be the same Cause I'm as free as a bird now Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Lord knows, I can't change If I leave here tomorrow Would you still remember me? For I must be

My pockets bulging, bulging, poking out just like a pussy print Pussy print, p-pussy print (Mike Will Made It) Bitch stop the comparisons, I'm not these other artistses I'm Gucci Mane, the player, my neck on that real retarded shit Keep a towel with me