Hey, hey, hey Scandalized I get burned, I don't learn, so in turn, I get vandalized You can't stop getting off, girl you love breaking, making me Why do I keep coming back? You can't stop getting off, girl, you love breaking me, making me If I was a

Boss Michelle Obama Purse so heavy gettin' Oprah dollas You say that you a baller And I see you tryna holla But that ain't how I was brought up Working for my money 'Cause that's what my momma taught me So yo ass betta show me some respect

And loving you so, so, so, so I don't wanna know Who's taking you home, home, home, home I don't wanna know, know, know, know The way I used to love you, oh Are you happy now? The way I used to love you, no And the more I drink the more I think about you

And you throw away your troubles, dream a dream with me Up a lazy river where the Robin's song Awakes a bright new morning you can loaf along Blue skies up above and everyone's in love Meets a lazy river in the noon day sun Up a lazy river where the old

Avatars of powers from four worlds Bathed me in jewels of belief I drink the nectar of Goddess - my eternal mistress I am Shiva, Hadit or Beast himself And multitude of forms surpasses myself I kneel before Isis, I - her god and slave Coiled serpent

When an early autumn walks the land and chills the breeze And touches with her hand the summer trees, Perhaps you'll understand what memories I own. There's a dance pavilion in the rain all shuttered down, A winding country lane all russet brown, A

Cachaça com viola ô trem que combina Sempre quando toca um modão apaixonado Bebo dobrado só no gargalo Troco a dor de amor por uma caixa de latinha Eu nem bebia agora virei sócio do buteco 'To pra dar um treco e ela nem aí E eu estou aqui debruçado na

Watching the time bomb ticking away Watching the time bomb you better pray you're somewhere safe And the only way to make us laugh is to make us cry You're watching the time bomb ticking away inside You're watching the time bomb ticking away Watching the

I don't give a fuck about Y'all niggas 'cause y'all ain't killing nothing What's on y'all niggas minds, fucking with me Y'all know somebody has told you about fucking with D Stuck in a tree is what you will be, like a cat And I'm the dog at the bottom,

Pobre diabla Se dice que se te ha visto por la calle vagando Llorando por un hombre que no vale un centavo Pobre diabla, llora por un pobre diablo Pobre diabla llora por mí Yo soy tu pobre diablo Que no te valorizó nunca