I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on S, S, S and M, M, M 'Cause I may be bad but I'm perfectly good at it Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it But chains and whips excite me Sticks and stones may break my bones I like it, like it

You see this beefin' ting, it's got the flats hot I'm at the Mandalay, it's not the trap spot And how you livin', showing you man a snapshot I hit the jackpot And I'm in Off-White, I hit the jackpot And I'm in Off-White That be Maaly Raw I'm at the

Let’s go wait out in the fields with the ones we love I could walk out, but I won’t In my mind I am in your arms I wish someone would take my place Can’t face heaven all heavenfaced She’s a griever, my believer It’s not a fever, it’s a freezer I believe

Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition He pushed me 'round Now I'm drawin' the line He lived his life Now I'm gonna go live mine I'm sick of wastin' my time Well now I've been good for way too long Found my red dress and I'm gonna throw it on 'Bout to

Do we really know the way the wind blows? (Wind blows) Off in my head, lost off in my head Off in the red, dance, dance with the dead Are we really safe around our shadows? (Shadows) Through our windows Ooh, aw man, I can't believe this is happening (Ah

Little girl, little girl You're just as sweet as you can be Won't you please ma'm tell me your name Where did you get your sugar from Won't you take me down on your daddy's farm The reason I ask you all these questions I just want to be your man If you

Guantanamera, guajira Guantanamera Yo soy un hombre sincero De donde crece la palma Mi verso es de un verde claro Y de un carmin encenidido Con los pobres de la tierra Quiero yo mi suerte echar Y antes de morirme quiero Echar mis versos del alma

Well, you know All right, all right, all right Don't you know it's gonna be We all want to change the world You say you want a revolution You tell me that it's evolution But when you talk about destruction Don't you know that you can count me out You say

I told her how to get money (money) That's my hoe, shawty go bend it over That's my hoe, baby go bend it over We made a mill off a trap phone And we got the key to the streets (key) We got your hoe on a leash (your hoe) And I told her how to get money

Don't want your jewels, I want your drugs Don't want your money, want your love Jewels n' drugs, play that hustle Smother 'em, if you wanna be bad We know how to make that money Slap honey on a young pancake Ain't nothin' if it ain't family Yeah, it's