Oh yeah, oh yeah ah, ah, ah ah Darlin' makes 'em do it now (Busted) hey (Busted) hey, yeah Ah ah ah ah ah ah Hey, hey mama said the way you move Gon' make you sweat, gon' make you groove Ah ah child way ya shake that thing Gon' make you burn, gon' make

I'ma fuck up my life Yeah right, yeah right But you know I don't mind Never give a single fuck about me Yeah, you bet she know that we ain't Never gonna be together, I see Yeah, you bet I go to see you when I'm feeling like a drum without a beat Yeah,

Yeah, yo, les mecs m'ont dit "Dams faut qu'tu rentres t'es pété" J'leur ai dit "Nan j'suis pas pété Bah nan j'ai juste bu quelques verres vite fait" J'dois pisser, faut qu'j'trouve un coin discret Tout près d'ici sinon j'vais m'perdre moi En plus j'ai

We're gonna party all night Have the time of our life, yeah I can't fight how I'm feelin' inside We can party all night have the time of our life, girl P-par-party all night, girl Have the time of our life, girl No one else compares to you Just do what

This critical, I am feeling helpless So hysterical, and this can't be healthy I can't even sleep when you're not with me Baby, you're the air I breathe So stuck on you This is critical, yeah Baby, it's so critical (critical) It's so critical (critical)

It may sound crazy but uh It's the big mack, yeah I got this new shit right here man You might wanna hit this You can put it in a zag, I'ma put it in a blunt You can sit in the back I'ma sit the front No stunt no punk it really don't matter 'Cause I got

I know I ain't perfect, but look I'm working I could make a melody like, "yeah, yeah" We just turning up, what you really want? They tryna tell us that we can't go back there Don't tell me you love me, show me the money Where I'm from, love can go bad,

Now you're callin' me for attention, feinin' for attention Say you're looking for that action Got my name all in your mentions Oh, now you're coming to your senses, yeah Oh, now you're coming to your senses So now we, ooh (alright, alright, alright) And

Hold somebody No, I don't wanna go home all alone Don't let me dance on my own And I just wanna hold somebody I want someone like you, someone like you, yeah Take some love from me, take some love from me Now I'm in need for no one other, no one other

The hearts of men In the hearts of men What I tell you, nigga When I come out of jail, what was I gonna do I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas' chest, right Hey Quik, let me get them binoculars, nigga, the binoculars Yeah nigga, time to ride