I'm an Indian outlaw Half Cherokee and Choctaw My baby she's a Chippewa She's one of a kind All my friends call me Bear Claw Village cheatin' is my paw-paw He gets his orders from my maw-may She makes him walk the line You can find me in my wigwam

Me and all my friends We drink up, we fall down And then we do it all again Get up, and go out You better hang on if your taggin' along 'Cause we'll be doin' this 'till six in the mornin' Nothin' wrong with goin' all night long Just not tough to put the

Help me polarize, help me polarize, help me out We have problems I wanted to be a better brother, better son My friends and I have problems Help me polarize, help me polarize, help me down Those stairs is where I'll be hiding all my problems My friends

(Ooh, make me bad and I don't know) But that's what I like about ya (Ooh) That's what I like about ya (Ooh) Yeah, that's what I like about ya Yeah, that's what I like about ya I tried to fight against it, shut out what all my friends said I keep letting

So don't ask me no questions And I won't tell you no lies So don't ask me 'bout my business And I won't tell you goodbye Well, every time that I come home Nobody wants to let me be It seems that all the friends I've got Just got to come interrogate me I

I wrote my way out When the world turned its back on me I was up against the wall I had no foundation No friends and no family to catch my fall I picked up a pen And wrote my way out (I wrote my way out) I picked up the pen like Hamilton Running on

A backyard party We're just having a backyard party I feel like yeah Everyone's happy Finally it's the weekend All the hard work's behind me, yeah And I just invited all my friends I'm bout to throw something on the grill And get together and play some

Staring at the walls to pass the time I've been here before Pinch myself make sure I'm still alive Friends and family, I'm losing all ties I will survive another month under these grey skies We've carried each other through and over the seas We live for

I brought my niggas, it was only right Bought a new whip, it was only right Bad bitch, but it's only right Twenty bottles in the club and it's only right Same friends, but it's only right All my niggas rich, man, it's only right Get it how you live, man,

Turn all the lights on! A-a-a-a-a-a-a a-ah A-a-a-a-a-a-a I need some lights, it's way too dark Oh yeah I'm going in They need to turn up the lights Put your hands up if you're going hard Okay okay I'm with my friends Let the party begin