Want to get dirrty Dancing gettin' just a little naughty It's about time for my arrival Get it fired up in a hurry It's about time that I came to start the party Ring the alarm (and I'm throwin' elbows) Gonna get a little unruly I need that, uh, to get

Memoria, memoria No I don't have a gun As I want you to be And I swear that I don't have a gun Come as you are, as you were As a friend, as a friend As an known enemy Take your time, hurry up

Get up, get up, get up on my shoulders. Here, take my cuzzi so your can stays colder. Be my country song sing-along beer holder. Hurry up baby, 'fore this song's over. Get up, get up, get up on my shoulders Baby, all week, yeah, you and me Have been

Hurry up, the world needs this (The world needs this) What if we don't give in? What if we trade it all? Complacency for a voice that won't be ignored How can we just give up? How can we just give in? What if the silent majority wasn't silent anymore?

You know I dreamed about you I wanna hurry home to you Put on a slow, dumb show for you and crack you up So you can put a blue ribbon on my brain God, I'm very, very frightened, I'll overdo it For twenty-nine years before I saw you I missed you for, for

Bitch better have my money (Bitch) Bitch better have my money Bitch better have my money, money Bring back a 100 take 20, 20 20 more minutes then I'm comin' I could fuck you longer, but bitch I'm in a hurry Hurry up, Usain Bolt to the money Swear I'm the

You must take the "A" train To go to Sugar Hill way up in Harlem If you miss the "A" train You`ll find you missed the quickest way to Harlem Hurry, get on, now it`s coming Listen to those rails a-thrumming All aboard, get on the "A" train Soon you will

I'm tryna get this money in a hurry Switched up, I guess it wasn't workin' Came back, guess it wasn't workin' I think I'm addicted to the Perkys Run that back Turbo Runnin' 'round on E, pants up to my knees I can't get no sleep, if I ain't got no lean

I been living fast, fast, fast, fast Feeling really bad, bad, bad, bad Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast But hurry up and get in your bag, bag, bag, bag I wear Dior, not a fad, 'ad, 'ad, 'ad I know all these niggas gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad My

And now she find out what life is really worth No to X rated Blazin', mi don't want dem Mi need dem Suh mi tek har outta bugah red and put her in a tall skirt Yo mi tek har outta bugah red and put her in a tall skirt Hurry up with my damn massage