'Cause baby, when you're gone All it does is rain And it feels like, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh All it does is rain, rain, rain down on me Each drop is pain, pain, pain when you leave It's such a shame we fucked it up, you and me Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Shareef don't like it Rock the Casbah, rock the Casbah Rock the Casbah, Rock the Casbah Now the king told the boogie men You have to let that raga drop The oil down the desert way Has been shakin' to the top The Sheik he drove his Cadillac He went

Back it up for me, back it, back it up for me Oh woah, woah woah You don't get to see my face, just drop it down You don't get to see my face, just pop it down, pop it down Ooh, yeah yeah yeah UTU, FÈRINA! Girl I'm wavy

And we can run, from the backdrop of these gears and scalpels At every hour goes the tick-tock bang of monitors as They stared us down when we met in the emergency room And in our beds, I could hear you breathe with help from cold machines Every hour, on

I been doing me on the daily You can get mad that I made it You ain't know the work I put in Check my profile and they hit me I be makin' magic on the daily Ye-ah-ha-ha-ha With the top dropped down with your lady? (skrr, skrr, hey) Hit the club,

It be hard to understand me 'cause my jaw keep lockin' Bite down, bite down It be hard to watch the cash when the bands keep droppin' Got the big 40 on me so my pants keep fallin' I ain't even tryna talk 'cause my jaw keep lockin' She ain't tryna be a

If you want some, come get some Baby if I drop it down to the ground Then put it in your face now, what ya gon' do? Shorty if I shake it then turn around Then back it up on ya, what ya gon' do? If you want some, shawty, come get some We gon' start this

A thousand miles away from that speed trap town She said, "It's none of my business but it breaks my heart" Dropped a dozen cheap roses in my shopping cart Made it out to the truck without breaking down Everybody knows you in a speed trap town Well it's

I’m gonna rock you like Zeppelin, roll you like the stones Burr like them speakers in my old headphones Gonna fly like an eagle when I drop a needle on the blues I’m gonna get the metal piece down from the attic With a pop and a hiss and a little bit of

I'm just slidin' down the 'crest on a hot summer day All these diamonds on it got me feelin' some type of way Drop the top on these haters 'cause the top in the way And if you ain't gettin' no money then you just in the way Took my shirt off in the vert