Ta na na na Watch who you tell when you a buy new Bimma' Careful do you confide inna A nuh anybody pour my drinks A nuh anybody buy my dinner So hard fi trust your enemy, hard fi trust your friend Trust your friend, me nah lie Me love me family but me

Hannah Montana (Hannah montana) T'as du contouring, Hannah Montana T'as des Louboutins, Hannah Montana T'es sur Vivastreet, Hannah Montana Tu fais la catin, Hannah Montana Marche, marche comme Montana Han, ah nan

Nah nah nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah, hey Jude Hey Jude, don't make it bad Take a sad song and make it better Remember to let her into your heart Then you can start to make it better Hey Jude, don't be afraid You were made to go out and get her The

Never let these nigga's ride your wave Nope, no way, nah Michael Phelps with the swim moves (Skrrt, skrrt, oh) Park the Benz just to the ride the Wraith (Skrrt, skrrt) Ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe (Skrrt, skrrt, oh) We gon' go live, we gon'

This bitter earth Well, what a fruit it bears What good is love Mmh, that no one shares? And if my life is like the dust Ooh, that hides the glow of a rose What good am I? Heaven only knows Oh, this bitter earth

Now I gotta ball without you (21) You runnin' 'round drinkin' liquor I gave you my all (My all) You was my dawg (You was my dawg) I would have went to war with the world on your call (On your call) Thought you had my back (Nah) You let me fall (Let me

Everything I do is making me more confused Oh, it used to be easy, all I had to be was me Now I'm mixed up Oh, I hope that I'm dreaming, 'cause I'm sick of this feeling Everywhere I go is somewhere that I don't know I'm mixed up, could somebody help me?

I'm still good So I might slip again, That don't mean anything Pick myself up again Let it in now and then When I fall in some mess Trying to be my best I think about it When I wanna give up

Mi give you all my cocky and all my love You tell me you love off the icicle Me wan' give you an icicle child See di cocky 'ya, come whine up Turn round and come whine up Mi nah diss you memba' yuh know Ah who buss you? Memba' enuh Ah who trust you?

Is there anyone finer In the state of Carolina? If there is and you know her, With her Dixie eyes blazin', How I love to sit and gaze in To the eyes of Dinah Lee! Yet, every night,