Right now I'm on the edge so don't push me I aim straight for your head so don't push me Fill your ass up with lead,so don't push me I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy I need you to pray for me and I need you to care for me and I need

Being a low life 'Cause I'm a low life, and I'm lovin' it No you can't change something that you don't understand Livin' it up, livin' it up I got the whole damn world in the palm of my hand I'm a low life, so fucking deal with it I'm livin' it up,

(You naughty thing) Your ripping up the dance floor honey (You naughty women) I love the way you dance with anybody (The way you swing) And tease them all by sucking on your thumb You shake your a** around for everyone (Your such a mover) Your so much

(I'm a, I'm a, I'm a, I'm a) flirt Soon as I see her walk up in the club (I'm a flirt) Winkin' eyes at me, when I roll up on them dubs (I'm a flirt) Sometimes when I'm with my chick on the low (I'm a flirt) And when she's wit her man looking at me, damn

Street dreams are made of these Everybody's looking for something Niggas push Beemers and 300 E's A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a key Shorties on they knees, for niggas with big G's Who am I to disagree? Uh, what, what, uh My man put me up for the

A dream like this, not something you ask for When it's a gift worth taking a chance for A dream like this, not something you wish for 'Cause IDK what's coming next And I'll be LMHO with the rest Be, be, be my BFF, ‘cause IDK what’s comin’ next Then this

Living without you, living without you Now that I found you, now that I found you So hold me down Babe, it's all true Now that I found you You're something different Instead of breaking my heart, you're picking up all the pieces The way you're taking my

Groupie love I know what you're thinking of You want my You're in the bar, playing guitar I'm trying not to let the crowd next to me It's so hard sometimes with a star When you have to share him with everybody You're in the club, living it up I'm trying

I see these haters looking at me like I owe them something You looking bad I prolly throw you something I see you flexing with that money and I know you frontin' I caught cases never told 'em nothing Got all these chains and this change on me Niggas said

We're half awake in a fake empire Stay out super late tonight Picking apples, making pies Put a little something in our lemonade And take it with us Tiptoe through our shiny city With our diamond slippers on Do our gay ballet on ice Bluebirds on our