Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper Six feet under, six Six feet under Not the type to fuck around, go and turn that ass around She lick it up just like a candy She trying to live a life so fancy She wanna pull up in a Bentley She ain't got

I ain't got no business catchin' feelings I don't wanna wake up Who you pullin' up on? 'Cause I ain't got no business catchin' feelings anyway Catchin' feelings Catchin' fee-fee-fee-fee Wasted times I spent with someone else She wasn't even half of you

I don't even understand how the fuck my plug talk (huh? what, what?) Pick him up in a space coupe, I don't let my plug walk (skrrt, pull up in a space coupe) New freak, had to cut my other lil' bitch off (ooh, ooh, lil' bitch) 50K, you could come and

Coming In Hot Firin' some shot Coming in red hot It's a musical shot I just clean up me nuzzle I just load me barrel And I cock me hammer Cause I'm gonna pull my trigger One minute after dozing

Put you're lighters up if you want to Pull you're motherfucking dodger caps over you're motherfucking eyes Till you can't see shit I want you to go blind nigga So you can feel how I felt when I was in that motherfucking coma Raised in the city of angels

(Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy) Might pull up on the corner like that's my nigga And burn this bitch down like Left Eye, nigga, word up I don't fuck with them Hollywood niggas I'm on the eastside rolling with my westside niggas (westside, westside,

If it wasn't for these state lines You know I'll be there, right by your side Pulling you in, your body on mine Ain't no way I'd ever take my hands off of you Dancin', burning up the room You know that I'll keep on lovin' you I'll be lovin' you all night

Just let me love you when your heart is tired Just let me love you I see those tears in your eyes Oh love, there's no need to hide From the sidelines And I feel so helpless inside If your ghost pulls you up high And it feels like you've lost who you are

But you don't know how to love me when you're sober You don't know how to love me when you're sober When the bottle's done you pull me closer And you're saying all the things that you're supposed to Up in the clouds Yeah, you know how to make me want you

The city is ours Because the night is young The line is out the door Tonight the city's ours Until the morning comes Today was crazy but Today was crazy but tonight We pull up, open the door