Hold up 'cause I gotta hop in my whip You ain't on the list, gotta do better than this, aye Diamonds dance and twist, that yellow banana split, aye How your Rollie tick? Need to get rid of your wrist I'm in the Bentley, aye You can come see me, aye Let's

For the nigga who be talking loud and holding his dick Talking shit, he better lay low For the bitch that said I shot some shit up out of my dick Now she sick, she better lay low For the niggas who be claiming my hood And really ain't from my gang,

Yeah, you got me holdin' back, holdin' back You and I make so much love Why you got me all fucked up? So you better stay up, player Yeah, you better keep up, player 'Cause tonight is a game-changer 'Cause it ain't enough But it ain't enough You and I

Oh there she goes, she goes, Got a taste of a rocking band, Standing there holding out your hand, Better lock up all your doors, She's like a spinning dynamo, You're handing out the token prize, Giving you a brand new ride, And nobody knows where she

Heavenly, Angel, Heavenly, Angel, Heavenly, Angel (Kelly/Mann) I can barely keep a grip on the pen I hold Better get a grip on myself I'm told I've grown bitterly, shameslessly, Indescribably cold I dove well into my cups And wrote you a note full of

Said, "Come on Superman, say your stupid line" Don't make me wait forever I was doing fine without you Someone said they left together I ran out the door to get her She was holding hands with Trevor Not the greatest feeling ever Said, "Pull yourself

Here's my tears when you tell me those words Here's my life, for better or worse Here’s my arms that'll hold us up Here’s my life dedicated to love I tried to give you everything you deserve And I can't promise that it's gonna be fine For better or Here

Aw shit, we on the westside Aw shit, we on the southside Aw shit, we on the eastside Aw shit, we on the northside Better hold up Aw shit, we on the southside (aw shit, we on the southside) Aw shit, aw shit, aw shit, aw shit, aw shit, aw shit, aw shit, aw

Will a matchbox hold my clothes? But I woke up cold in hand Hey, sometimes I wonder, darling You know I haven't got so many You better pin'er up to your side Now, this tune should be easy for you to deal with All you gotta do is remember back home, You

Yeah, yeah go So fucking determined You better believe it, confidence Spit out all reason I'm fucking determined I'm tired of holding up the weight, the weight of the mother fucking world