And you, why you wanna stay? Oh my God! Have you listened to me lately? There are some nights I hold on to every note I ever wrote Some nights, I say "fuck it all" and stare at the calendar Waiting for catastrophes, imagine when they scare me Into

(All the girls like) I know what boys like I know what they want All the girls like I could make a honey give away her last rolo They want that good thing They wanna get some So go ahead and prove me right That's what girls like

But they don't know what is what Swish, swish, bish They know what is what Another one in the basket (basket, woah, basket, woah) Can't touch this They just know what is what They just strut So keep calm, honey, I'ma stick around For more than a minute,

And never let me down Only one friend to understand One friend, that never goes away People come and people go They take and they give Build you up, just to let you down That's just the way it is But all I need is One friend, to get me through the day

Yeah, high top Versaces, I got high top socks I got popsicle diamonds, they no lie, ahk I got hot yellow shit suckin' my socks off (Slurp) It's so crazy how this money start a lot of stuff (What?) Fuck it, look at how much money startin' to double up

Hey little sister don't shed no tears No woman no cry say say say Everything's gonna be alright (Oh ah oh ah) Sit sit sit I remember when we used to sit in the government yard in Brooklyn Observing the crookedness as it mingled with the good people we

Te amo, te amo, te amo Hey! Você sabe que eu te quero Não é de hoje que eu espero Uma chance pra falar Sei, que ainda tá em tempo E que agora é o momento Onde eu vou me declarar Vamos que o mundo gira E que a vida passa

Save me from this hell, let me rest in peace Save me from this hell (another dead shot) Let me rest in peace (rollies hit the long ride) Save me from this hell (they waiting round high) Let me rest in peace (people said they ride) Save me from this hell

You're working for the clampdown Ha! Gitalong! Gitalong! (working for the clampdown) What are we gonna do now? Taking off his turban, they said, is this man a Jew? 'Cause they're working for the clampdown They put up a poster saying we earn more than

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