I be like ooh, he love me, ooh, he love me, good for him Yo, hold up, hold up, hold up, okay, hold up 'Cause I be the baddie B, Barbie tings, banging body B (Go!) Everybody be on my D, yo, I gotta be (Go!) in reality Suck a D if you doubted me Back of

You don't have to be Superman You don't have to hold the world in your hands You've already shown me that you can Don't have to be Superman If I could break away half of all your pain I'd take the worst of it and carry you like you carry me You say that

Streetlights, people Don't stop believin' It goes on and on, and on, and on Strangers waiting Up and down the boulevard Their shadows searching in the night Living just to find emotion Hiding somewhere in the night Hold on to the feelin'

I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem (Problem) And yeah I like to fuck I got a fuckin' problem (True) If findin' somebody real is your fuckin' problem Bring ya girls to the crib maybe we can solve it Hold up! Bitches simmer down (uh) Takin' hella

Anything goes! Rock! Rock! never stop Rock! Rock! till you drop Hold onto your hat, hold onto your heart Ready, get set to tear this place apart Don't need a ticket, only place in town That'll take you up to heaven and never bring you down Women to the

You need a big god Big enough to hold your love Big enough to fill you up Is it just part of the process? Shower your affection, let it rain on me You keep me up at night To my messages, you do not reply You know I still like you the most The best of the

What my heart needs is a woman's touch A tender hand to fix it up Its rough and ragged edges sure could use some love Lately I've been lookin' through the windows of my soul And I can see there's not much left to hold Just an empty space surrounded by

And tie me, tie me down, down (down) And tie me, tie me down, down Hold me up, tie me down 'Cause I never wanna leave your side Swear to never let you down And it's been eatin' me alive You can take me home You can never let me go Hold me up, hold me up

This is a gift it comes with a price Who is the lamb and who is the knife Midas is king and he holds me so tight And turns me to gold in the sunlight (Raise it up) (Raise it up raise it up) We raise it up, this offering We raise it up Raise it up raise

Who's gonna take me home? Well, I can't drive, I can't walk And I'm a little too high to crawl I'll hold up this wall Till I come down or the room stops spinnin' Yeah, who's gonna take me home? Bartender's sittin'' them shots on the bar Those last two