Young, young, dumb and broke Young, dumb Thunder, feel the thunder Lightning, then the thunder, thunder Young, dumb, broke high school kids While we're young dumb Thunder, thun-thun-thunder, thunder Ya da da da da da da, ya da da da da da da Ya da da da

Every time I go out, I'm goin to smoke out I buy it don't even know the price As long as I live it, come pay me a visit, And I'll be somewhere up in the sky My nigga it's 'bout to go down, oh We fly, it's not lie, that we high, 'til we die, oh I've been

I'm gonna let it go, oh, oh, oh yeah Today, I'm gonna keep on walkin' I'm gonna hold my head up high Today, I'm gonna stand out in the rain Let it wash it all away, yeah, wash it all away I been caught sideways out here on the crossroads Tryin' to buy

Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don Inna New York City, inna New York City New York girl, dem a mad over we Smoking a escubano, guzzle my second bottle Hope I don’t catch a homo, grossing our net Simultaneously making me climb higher

(We're higher than a motherfucker) Star ships were meant to fly Hands up and touch the sky Let's do this one more time Can't stop 'cause we’re so high Get on the floor, floor Like it's your last chance If you want more, more Then here I am

That you're in love with me I, I'm hooked on a feeling I'm I'm high on believing All the good love When we're all alone Keep it up girl Yeah, you turn me on And I'm I'm high on believin' I can't stop this feeling

I like the bass when it booms You like the high-end treble I'm I'm like the ninety-ninth floor And you're cool on street level I like the crowd rock, rock, rock, rocking it loud You like the sound of hush, hush Hey! Keep it down High tops, flip flops, retro,

Cause that where them real niggas at. The royal penis is clean your highness Thank you, king shit Yeah motherfuckers! Welcome to the United States of America. Time to roll out the red carpet on y'all bitch asses. Hailing from the filthy, dirty South,

Let's hit Fingalicking for lunch (What up, Khaled) South Beach, book a room, you're my lunch, aw yeah (Yeah) You get me so high, baby, I don't need no drug (Yeah) Don't be wasting my time, girl I need your love (Your love) Go get the lotion (Yeah), let

Takin' turns dancin' with Maria as the band played "Night of the Johnstown Flood" My name is Joe Roberts, I work for the state I'm I'm a sergeant out of Perrineville, barracks number 8 I always done an honest job, as honest as I could I got a brother named