Today, today, today I don't know you I just got into your shit today Lookin like a million dollar lick today Yeah, but you niggas ain't takin' shit today All this ice up on my wrist, I might get sick today Yeah, today is gonna be a good day Damn, Goose!

You ain't got them boxes all done up You ain't on the block 'til the sun up You ain't got your Glock for the summer And you ain't gonna pop for your gunner You ain't on the strip with the rebels (Nah) You ain't never rid on no devils You ain't with the

We're all in, we're all in love, yeah 'Cause after the afterparty, we're gonna keep it goin' We're gonna rip it up, the neighbors might complain Monday to Sunday doing it our way RiRi on replay, cheers to the weekday Uh huh, hey, uh huh, Monday to

And now that I'm without your kisses I'll be needing stitches Needle and the thread You watch me bleed until I can't breathe I'm tripping over myself Gotta get you out of my head Gonna wind up dead Got a feeling that I'm going under But I know that I'll

We're all in, we're all in love, yeah 'Cause after the afterparty, we're gonna keep it goin' We're gonna rip it up, the neighbors might complain Monday to Sunday doing it our way RiRi on replay, cheers to the weekday Uh huh, hey, uh huh, Monday to

Rest in peace to Screw, tonight we take it slowly I gotta let you know the move (South Side) Feel like I tripped off the drank, that's weird Oh my God, I just can feel the love Drop top with the windows up Ya' know? (South Side) I'm gonna take you on a

Let it roll if we got the gas We let it rip when we got the money It gets wild yeah but that's the way we get down Little Jimmy Jackson is jackin' up his Bronco He's gonna lay a little rubber later on at the truck pull All the girls are getting' pretty

Midget Saw, a deadly fate Chopped up limbs become shark bait Midget Saw, the pirate's code It says that both your legs must go Chopped to pieces Ripped to shreds You're gonna wish that you were dead! Who's that short man what does he do? He killed that

And now that I'm without your kisses I'll be needing stitches Needle and the thread You watch me bleed until I can't breathe I'm tripping over myself Gotta get you out of my head Gonna wind up dead Got a feeling that I'm going under But I know that I'll

And I thank my god Go 1, 2, 3, 4, Yeah yeah you gotta Stand tall and cut away the ties Drop Balls and hold that head up high The world is fast and youth ain't gonna wait So grab a hold before it gets to late Bare your soul and strip away the cold