It's been a lot of confusions every time Running for the common lie They say I'm hard to lose, yeah tell me why We need to make some time Need to make some time Who's to say if I'm alright And take another lie Til they drop the common lie Then how to

Like to see America See the girls in California I'm hoping it's going to come true But there's not a lot I can do Ba-ba-ba-dow, ba-bow-dum-doo-de-dow-de-dow, de Ba-ba-ba-dow, ba-bow-dum-de-doo-de-dow Take a look at my girlfriend She's the only one I got

Can you hear it ring It makes you want to sing You'll live like a king With lots of money and things All we ever want is more A lot more than we had before So take me to the nearest store It's such a beautiful thing, ka-ching! Lots of diamond rings

(I'd fight for you) Hey babumba hey It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do I'd fight for you! Hey babumba Just like the rain down in Africa It's gonna take some time but I know you're worth

Seems like lately there's a whole lot of leavin' goin' on I close my eyes and picture you're hand in mine I still hear your voice that takes me back to that time Where I can find a reason to be strong It's pretty cold for late September And autumn wind

And we gon' ride on forever We ride out together It's the only way we know to go Squad up, never roll alone Pull up right in your zone Take over the street, that's how we roll Came in at first, had bad luck Got a whole lot, remember I ain't had nothin'

Like to see America See the girls in California I'm hoping it's going to come true But there's not a lot I can do Ba-ba-ba-dow, ba-bow-dum-doo-de-dow-de-dow, de Ba-ba-ba-dow, ba-bow-dum-de-doo-de-dow Take a look at my girlfriend She's the only one I got

Can you hear it ring It makes you want to sing You'll live like a king With lots of money and things All we ever want is more A lot more than we had before So take me to the nearest store It's such a beautiful thing, ka-ching! Lots of diamond rings

Maybe it's time to let the old ways die Nobody knows what awaits for the dead Nobody speaks to God these days It takes a lot to change a man Hell, it takes a lot to try Some folks just believe in the things they've heard And the things they read I'm glad

Every time you talk to me Every time we talk In our own true way But I don't mind if you say It's takes a lot to get to the top And a little just to fall off quick And I think I've seen you here before Sometimes you fly so high