Why you, why you keep that tool like dat? How you get so high like dat? Why your eyes like dat? Kodak, why you act like dat? Why you strapped like dat? Nigga, I don't need no vitamin C Why you move like dat? I hit the club 50 deep (With my niggas, aye)

(I won't fall) You can two face me, backstabb me A nigga still ain't taking what's mines gon' die trying You can try to set me up and all that A nigga too much on point for all that Yo, you got these niggas running around like they head cut off Like they

I wanna breathe you in. I can’t get enough. I’ve never been the kind To bear my heart and soul, Yeah I’ve always taken pride, Staying in control. I told myself, I’d never fall too deep.

She'll promise heaven on earth Don't believe her Before you get in too deep And you get burned by the heat She'll take you there But don't believe her Don't believe her (Don't believe her)

Go Johnny go go Johnny B. Goode Go go go Johnny go Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods among the evergreens There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode Who never ever

Baby, thinking of you keeps me up all night You drive me crazy, I just can't sleep I'm so excited, I'm in too deep Whoa oh oh, crazy, but it feels alright Baby, I'm so into you You got that something, what can I do? Baby, you spin me around, oh

Oh, the trouble with love Everybody knows it's the best kind, too It'll get you in deep, yeah, it always does Oh, but the trouble's gonna find you Oh, but I got no trouble with love Oh, and that's the trouble with love The trouble with time is that you

'Cause and effect and then you die There’s more to pain than meets the eye I’m deep inside you and you’re mine I am dominant Vile, too malevolent The more you suffer I hurt I’ll get under your skin When you scream I hurt So take this to your mind

Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (yeah) Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance To win the retreat, we all in too deep She's in love with who I am I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I

Can't touch the bottom Oh oh the bottom In too deep She doesn't like the view On the edge He just ain't nothin' But he's got a great view A windowsill