You know I'm cappin' for real Walk around with it for real You wanna bet that my money, for real For real, for real? All of my diamonds for real, different color like Pharrell's Yeah that's for real, for real, for real For real, for real, for real, yeah

This is heaven, yeah Everyday I know that this might hurt but I don't care Oh everybody feels alive Everyone they say that we don't work But I could swear this is heaven, yeah Oh you don't feel alive now When the room don't like us I'll be at your table

Best summer ever Wheels and waves, surf and shades Rocking every night and day Like shakes and fries, wet and dry It all adds up to feel like The best summer ever, yeah It's been the best summer ever Sad to say our time's come to an end But it's just

Don't talk to me, nuh-uh (Nuh-uh) Don't stare at me, nuh-uh (Ooh) Yeah, I done glowed up (Chyeah) Then I fucked your bitch, uh-huh (Uh-huh) What's your name? Lil Pump (Brrt) Told that bitch shut up (Chyeah) I drink a lotta lean (Ooh), pop a lotta pills

So get over yourself My Saturday nights are brighter I've never felt better I didn't used to be when I heard you were seeing somebody else Yeah I'm hoping you're thinking that every move that I'm making Is just a game that I'm playing because my heart is

I need a girl like you, yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah 'Cause girls like you run 'round with guys like me 'Til sundown when I come through Girls like you love fun, and yeah, me too What I want when I come through I need a girl like you But now

Je voudrais être noir Et c'est pourquoi je voudrais Yeah, yeah! Yeah! Hey hey hey, Monsieur Wilson Picket Hey hey hey, toi Monsieur James Brown S'il vous plaît dites-moi comment vous faites Monsieur Charles, Monsieur King, Monsieur Brown Moi je fais de

And nothing else matters like love And I don't really care about nothing else (Nothing else matters) Yeah, no, nothing else I don't wanna fight, not tonight 'Cause we're having fun now And nothing else matters like us You just gotta believe, if it leaves

Yeah, we all fall down The higher we fly the harder it feels when we hit the ground What makes a man work until it's kids too old to kiss and hug He won't climb another imaginary mountain when he is in love enough What makes a man build a kingdom all

You change all the lead And if the snow buries my, my neighborhood. And if my parents are crying Then I'll dig a tunnel from my window to yours, Yeah, a tunnel from my window to yours. You climb out the chimney, And meet me in the middle, the middle of