I'm going numb, I'm going numb I'm going numb, I'm going numb (Let the champagne splash) I'm going numb, I'm going numb (Let that man get cash) 'Cause I'm going numb, I'm going numb I'm going numb I don't care Ecstasy in the air Can't tell me nothing I'm

Tell me is that deja vu? 'Cause you want me and I want you 'Cause baby it ain't nothing new, no 'Cause baby this ain't nothing new, no 'Cause I can't take it no more No you ain't like them bitches Tell them hoes adios And you can drop your panties Leave

I've been on my shit, 'cause I'm hot now I ain't used to get it but I got it now You can't tell me shit, tell me nothin' Anything I want, I pull up in Two joints, that's double homicide Cop one for you and your friends Rolling papers two

Then why say anything at all? If you can't say that you still love me Don't tell me no lies when you call If you can't say that you still need me If you can't say that you're sorry For all the tears you caused to fall If you can't tell my heart is

'Cause I win again, 'cause I win again, and I win again, and I win again, And I win again, and I win again, and I win again, yeah I win again Can't tell me nothing about it, your opinion isn't doubted Go against me, then you made a mistake That's kill,

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 It's the ten crack commandments, what? Nigga can't tell me nothing about this coke Can't tell me nothing about this crack, this weed, my hustlin' niggas Niggas on the corner I ain't forget you niggas, my triple beam niggas I've

I'm gonna ride 'til I can't no more Can't nobody tell me nothin' You can't tell me nothin' I'm gonna take my horse to the old town road Yeah, I'm gonna take my horse to the old town road Yeah, I'm gon' take my horse to the old town road I'm gonna ride

I couldn't resist him His eyes were like yours His hair was exactly the shade of brown He's just not as tall, but I couldn't tell It was dark and I was lying down You are everything ' he means nothing to me I can't even remember his name Why're you so

I beez in the trap, be-beez in the trap A hundred mothafuckas can’t tell me nothin’ Bitches ain’t shit and they ain’t saying nothin’ Damn, damn what they say about me? I don't know man, fuck is on your biscuit If I get hit, swinging on a big bitch I

You'll let me in With those whiskey eyes You'll tell me things I know they're all lies I will fight, I'll fight for you And there's nothing I can't do I'm a motherfuckin' Coke Boy! On the count of three I want everybody to say