Let's hit Fingalicking for lunch (What up, Khaled) South Beach, book a room, you're my lunch, aw yeah (Yeah) You get me so high, baby, I don't need no drug (Yeah) Don't be wasting my time, girl I need your love (Your love) Go get the lotion (Yeah), let

That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa And that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating No sir, well I don't wanna be the blame, not anymore It's your turn, to take a seat

I'm not letting go See one thing about me I've always been 'bout mine As soon as you doubt me I show you how hard I grind Yeah I hear 'em hatin' me But they do that all the time There's no you without me I know this so I'm not letting go

'Cause we got all night Why don't you stay Why don't we go there? Let's take a ride Out in the cold air I know the way, why don't you go there with me? And we're going nowhere I know you want, know you wanna take it slow Think about all the places we

And it's you I miss So let it out It seemed perfect, The concept, Free from any regret Another couple based on teen sex You idiot, true I was just like you You see we were just like glue And let it out, now

'Cause all we know is falling, it falls And remember, 'cause I know that we won't forget at all It takes some time to let you go And it shows This isn't what you wanted We've tried so hard to understand But we can't We held the world out in our hands

Get it on rider And if you want it, you can lean on me Yeah, we all need someone we can bleed on Let it out rider Well, we all need someone we can lean on Yeah, we all need someone we can lean on She said, my breasts, they will always be open Baby, you

'Cause just like him, you always leave me crying A million little wishes float across the sky Picked you out and picked you up Hopin' that my luck would change Let the summer fill my lungs Superstition fill my brain But it's a waste of breath and it's

My ego, is big as Heathrow Yup this a lethal, easy as a free throw Yes this negro, is rather lethal You about as lethal, as a mojito Be my amigo, eat my burrito You a fuckin' seagull, up in Francisco I'm up in a Regal, still in my pea coat Murder's what

Justine, 19, just got clean Fresh outta rehab with self-esteem She ain't felt this good in a while A new leash on life, a vibrant thang, a beautiful smile Used to run with a circle of friends, who was skeleton thin Sniff white lines off powerful men But