Up here in space I'm looking down on you My lasers trace Everything you do You think you've private lives Think nothing of the kind There is no true escape I'm watching all the time I'm made of metal

(please enjoy) Hell yes I'm movin' this way I'm doin' this thing Looking for my place On assembly lines Fake prizes Risin' out of the bomb holes Skeleton boys hyped up on purple Smoke rings blow from across the disco

Suddenly you're climbing all up next to me, next to me I ain't no fool, you rascal you Everywhere we go you keep looking around Fixing your make up like it's about to go down And he walks in, it all makes sense You just want your ex to see, ex to see I

Dearly departed, from these unmotivated hatin' hoes I'ma drown a nigga in the river of lost souls Your bitch looking at me up and down like an Elder Scroll, ayy! I'ma drown a nigga in the river of lost souls (I'ma, yuh, yuh) I'ma drown a nigga in the

Loosen up your body baby come undone Loosen up your body til' you come undone Don't disguise The way you wanna love tonight Oh my my, hook you with a brand new high Don't be shy, I just wanna live tonight Live a little F.U.N, fun Oh my my, looking like

Closer closer to the top Looking down is quite a drop Let me have it all You set up a barrier Don't you know I'd marry ya Can't explain how you make me feel Don't you know I'm feeling real You have turned into a prayer I can feel I'm almost there

Let's be honest For my sake Stop slowing me down Stop holding me up And that's enough I'm never looking back I'm at it fast But what you lost was me

Get it now, yeah Looking for the medicine man They say he’s not too far to find They say he’s giving site to the blind They say his every act is divine Yeah, yeah turn me up Lunatic, yeah Turn me up, so loud The next time on the dance floor

Sign me up, want you put me down, I just wanna rock with you, rock with you, baby Your looking for a real love, this is real love Sign me up, sign me up, sign me up, baby Girl what you want, big chips is it, nice whips, A nice boo with jeans that just

You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York Texas I be screwed up, Chi town I be really pimping But nothing like my hometown I’m forever living Women, weed and weather (They come for) women, weed and