They doin' the mess around, Everybody doin' the mess around They doin' the mess around Ah, you can talk about the pit, barbecue The band was jumpin', the people too Ah, mess around Ah, everybody was juiced, you can, bet your soul They did the

To fuck with nobody else You ain't allowed 'Cause what we got right here Ain't nobody gonna understand, no no But you still ain't allowed Got that exclusive for you Ain't nothing conclusive 'round here 'Cause you know I got you right where you need to be

I've found my I was wrong all along Here we are finally I've wasted too much time There could be somebody like thee I'm wasting no more time Baby I would do anything for you Nobody's ever treated me quiet like you do

Closed mouths don't get fed (don't get fed) Closed mouths don't get fed (yeah) Just like horns do at halftime (pa-rum-pum-pum) Now I don't give a fuck about your old nigga, or your new nigga That ass mine (all mine) And don't nobody got to know But your

All that I found was two tombstones Somebody tell me, please, was I right or wrong? Lord, it's such a sad song At first I got lost, then I got found But the ones that I loved were in the ground Like a restless leaf in the autumn breeze, Once, I was a

Make sure it ends with you still living If I could set the clocks back I wouldn't be headed for a body bag One life and one decision Feel like I'm on the fast track To laying face down from a heart attack One life and one decision How does it feel at the

The radio, yeah 'Cause you're the girl on the radio The radio, everybody singing 'bout you tonight You're the song on the stereo, the stereo We got you turned up just right It's all rock and roll, and solid gold Flashing lights and rolling smoke Stuck in

Sing sing sing sing everybody start to sing like dee dee dee, bah bah bah dah Now you're singin with a swing When the music goes around, Everybody's goes go to town. But here is one thing you should know Sing, sing, sing, sing everybody start to sing

Spent 20 racks on a pinky ring Walk in the club with a diamond chain Pinky ring, pinky ring, pinky ring Pinky ring, pinky ring Everybody die solo, everybody die solo We finna make history Carol City in this m'fucka Lil Pump, what's up? I started right

Can I get a witness I want a witness Witness, witness Ah listen everybody, specially you girls Is it right to be left alone When the one you love is never home I love too hard my friends sometimes say But I believe I believe that a woman should be loved