She shake that ass and bring it back to me Bring that cash to me lil baby I'll help you with all your problems bae It's midnight Took a half baby It's halftime What's your math baby? You look alright Your heart is cold but it's warm inside your thighs

"Tragic like the havoc of a nuclear bomb" "Boom..boom, bam, God-damn!" "Royce 5'9" I'm the verbal-spit Smith & Wesson I unload with sick spit The quick wit could split a split-second Bomb with a lit wick expression You here a tick tick then you testin'

All: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka Baby baby baby light my fire. All Repeated: Higher! All Repeated: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka, Higher! Freddie: Feeling's gettin' stronger Larry: Music's gettin' longer too Rose: Music is

And I saw her standin' there. Well, my heart went "boom," When I crossed that room, And I held her hand in mine Whoa, we danced through the night, And we held each other tight, And before too long I fell in love with her. Now I'll never dance with

15 racks, 20 racks, 30 racks, I got them bands Rocks with the ice on my shirt and them D&G pants Ice on my neck and no I didn't get no advance Bitch you know I'm tryna fuck and I don't wanna dance Now I can't go to the mall 'cause they know who I am I

Boom! Boom! Yup, yup, yup, yup Give her the dick, then I zoom (skrr) My niggas walked in with sticks (sticks), my niggas walked in with brooms (brooms) Boom! Boom! (damn) Boom! Boom! (grr) Don't give a fuck 'bout your clique, uh Y'all can get hit with

Last Friday night In another life Do you ever feel Be your teenage dream tonight Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh I would make you stay So I don't have to say you were Boom boom boom even brighter than the moon moon moon

Baby make me tik tik tik tik tik tik boom Not too slow and not too quick Baby make me tik tik boom Tik tik tik tik tik tik Hush, please no more games No more of the same thing Been thinking maybe could he Make me scream his name And give me the right aim

Racks in the safe (safe) Ain't no complaints (nah) Racks in the bank (racks) Fuck what you think (huh?) We got some rank (rank) Leave your ass stank (bow) Robbin' the bank (bank) You was a stranger (stranger) We don't relate (no) racks in the (rack)

It's just you and I It's do or die (made this shit right here for any season) (Everybody know that it's the reason) Pull up with that new-new in the driveway So fast I double park that bitch sideways When it comes to life I do it my way Smoked out, 180