I'm grindin' for all my shit Nigga I'm grindin' for all my shit Grindin' for all my shit Yeah, I'm grindin' for all my shit I put time into all this shit I'm fucking every night up in my new house Grindin', grindin' 'Cause bitch I worked too hard for

More money means more dough to blow (blow) Designer jeans, and a hand full of dough (Yeah) Bottle of the Jose, pass me some more I got, more cars, more cars, more clothes, more clothes More money means more dough for blow Way up in them Cali Hills,

I pull up, I pull up You jump inside And you are unforgettable (unforgettable) I need to get you alone (oeh) Why not? A fuckin' good time never hurt nobody I got a little drink, but it's not Bacardi If you loved the girl, then I'm so, so sorry I gotta

Watch the band through a bunch of dancers Quickly, follow the unknown with something more familiar. Quickly something familiar Courage, my word it didn't come it doesn't matter Sleepwalk, so fast asleep in a motel That has the lay of home and piss on all

Don't you want to feel this fire before it's gone yeah yeah Your're sexy sexy I got things I want to do to you Make me make me Make my tongue just go do-do-do Flex it, flex it Flex your muscles, and through the roof Arrest it rest it 'Cause you're a

There for me And while you're close to me, so close to me Just hold me You are still there for me? Forse qualche giorno poi Il mondo capirà che non molto può capitar E tu ci sei per me senti cosa dicono But you're just there for me There for me, every

Is this your salvation? Is this all you can give? I will not stand in reflection Of someone else's dream How many years have we waited For a ship that never set sail? How many days have we wasted Chasing a love that was not our own? For a ship that

It goes one for the money, two for the dough All you got is three niggas kicking at your door, ha ha Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics Game and the snowman, one hundred miles and gunning Hey, here come the paramedics, here come the

How do we get back to love? Baby, back to love Tired of all these wars, dwelling in the past Searching for the honesty in all that jazz What are we here for, what are we doing? Last time I checked, thought it was screwin' Girl, and when I think of me and

For all I know today I'm gonna fly away, looking for more What is it for? Baby what is it for? Got one foot out the door I got your name Cause you're giving me nothing I'm so close, what is it for? What is it for? Go live your life