I’ma get up in your mind right now Make you feel like dying right now I’ma make you pray to God To the good old Lord for a sign right now To the good old Lord I'ma bring it back to the basics Everything is fine, everything is so fine I wish you would, I

High lights I need every bad bitch up in Equinox We only makin' the highlights Tell my baby I'm back in town Tell my mama, tell my mama, that I only want my whole life to only be highlights I need to know right now if you a freak or not I wanna know

Dance with me through the night Back to mi casa baby slide Let me make you feel alright Sway you like a lullaby Baby get your vibe and pour another cup Girl I wanna get you all alone out the club Get up in my ride I wanna show you love Hold it now, the

It's just what we do Hey, we might look a little crazy tonight, hey baby that's alright It's our backwoods, boondocks roots, it's just what we do Hey, ain't no way to make this up, when it's runnin' through your blood There ain't no hidin' the truth, its

Strip it down, down, down Back to you and me like it used to be When it was an old back road with an old school beat Cowboy boots by your little bare feet Let it out, tell me right now Everything I need in them white cotton sheets Dirty dance me slow in

'Cause every tear that flows falls into the ocean And rises to the sky And then the rain will come Right before the sun shines It's your turn to cry baby cry (Don't cry no more) Going back to the memories Reminiscing bout you and me Thinking how it used

If you were born again tomorrow I wouldn't live my life any other way Would you live your life like yesterday? Yeah, you don't have to look back to see where we are The future's looking brighter than a handful of stars Would you relive every moment?

Come back home What a beautiful time we had together, Now it's getting late and we must leave each other, yeah Just remember the time we had, And how right I tried to be, It's all in a day's work, Losing your love, acting foolishly, hey Go on and take

You want that ambulance to pick me up and take me on that ride, yeah Hoping that they don't revive a nigga and bring me back to life And you shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down That's all right (buck, buck) I don't die

Ya alright, alright, alright You was right I was wrong Ya I should've never ever took her home Ya I should've just boned Ya fantasy on my phone Ya hit it from the back watch a nigga bless you Ya crying in my arms like a nigga wrecked you Talking about a