Please don't stop the music Please don't stop the Dj let it play Like the way you do this Keep on rockin' to it I wanna take you away Please don't stop Do you know what you started I just came here to party

Watch the tempo Love me, love me like that Love me, give me some mad love Love me like we ain't never let go (how you mean?) Poco a poco, muy, muy lento (sing) Take your time and do it just like we were in Jamaica or New York (woop woop woop woop) Gyal

What you wanna believe Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh All I know, it's too late for me to change your mind (What you wanna believe) I'll let go, let you decide Oh, oh, oh I am Forevermore I'll be I'm a problem, I'm the killer, I'm the cure, I guess I'm the end, I'm

For street niggas livin with they lives on the line For young guns comin' up during these times For police that find drugs let niggas slide For your mans not snitchin' when the pressure is tight For pistols that don't jam when it's time to strike For

I don't want to take what you can give Can't buy what I want because its free The waiting drove me mad You're finally here and I'm a mess I take your entrance back Can't let you roam inside my head I would rather starve than eat your bread I would rather

Just say you won't let go I met you in the dark, you lit me up You made me feel as though I was enough We danced the night away, we drank too much I held your hair back when You were throwing up Then you smiled over your shoulder For a minute, I was

Lie down baby, lie down baby And I don't wanna marry you And I don't wanna sing you to sleep I just wanna, I just wanna take you home So lie down baby, lie down baby Lie down baby, let me show you what I want Oh I just wanna take I just wanna take you on

Who will save your soul and love me here. And I find my place So well let down your guard So when it get's too late When it get's too far Know this is a universal truth People let me down. So reach out for the things that you can use Buried in the ground

Everybody pop a bottle, make that thing go boaw! When you're all ready say go, okay You see him standing on the furniture doing his thing Tell the club owner, fuck yo' couch, Rick James nigga Let her drink it till she drown Atta girl gon' wild, pop a

(Glorified version of a) pellet gun Always keep it loaded (Life comes) I can feel your heart in your neck Glorified version of a pellet gun Feels so manly Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah