Shawty gettin' freaky and nasty (Woo!) I'm a rich ass nigga, you a bitch ass nigga I'ma put face in it Nigga, quick fast, nigga Got a stick, grrragh Hit your bitch ass nigga Better talk to me nice when you hit that, nigga, yeah Heard my mama workin' with

La mort, la mort, la mort A sonné pour eux La mort, la mort, la mort (yeah) Une vie, un gun, un corps (yeah) Menottes ou chaînes en or (yeah) Bruits, allez l'aurore

YMCMB, Ross niggas doing it School for the blind, I don't see these niggas doing it I’m doing it and doing it and doing it well Niggas wanna test me boy, who wanna fail? Hit you like a bully bitch, yeah saved by the bell If you scared, go to church I’ll

Way down we go And way down we go Say way down we go Father tell me, we get what we deserve Oh we get what we deserve You let your feet run wild Time has come as we all oh, go down Yeah but for the fall oh, my Do you dare to look him right in the eyes?

Until you use me up Oh you just keep on using me until you use me up My friends feel it's their appointed duty They keep trying to tell me all you want to do is use me But my answer yeah to all that use me stuff Is I want to spread the news that if it

(Hands yeah yeah yeah) You say you're better with Come on lay your hands, your hands on me In the dark silence so loud You only gotta lay your hands on me We don't have to talk 'cause talk is cheap I've been thinking about it I've been thinking all night

What is my, what is my, what is my, charisma What is my charisma Is it my fortune or my fame What is my charisma, yeah Is it my body or my brain And do I drive you insane Charisma, charisma Is it my money or my name Is it my personality

I hate love songs (I hate love songs) Yeah, I really do (I really do) But I love you I hate Shakespeare and Gosling and cakes with white frosting Two names in a heart-shaped tattoo I think cupid is stupid and violets are purple not blue I hate catching

Father, we seek your blessing Everyday our children cry Although some of us are missing Restore life up for I and I Slippery, slippery out deh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (There's no get away) Oh yeah, Jah, Jah, we pray Yep, yep, yep, yep, yep, yeah It no

Bring it on home, bring it on home Bring it on home to you 'M gonna bring it on home to you I've got my ticket, I've got that load Gone up, go higher, all aboard 'M take my seat, a-right way back, ooooh yeah Watch this train goin' down the track