Hands on your body, I don't wanna waste no time Feels like forever even if forever's tonight Just lay with me, waste this night away with me You're mine, I can't look away, I just gotta say Yeah, I just had a lil' bit too much of Hennessy Just gotta tell

Hello America, hello America Yeah, I'm gonna try Hollywood and San Pedro Bay I'm gonna give my love to you Well I'm takin' me a trip I'm going down to California I'll tell ya what I'm gonna do I'm gonna take you where the lights are bright I'm gonna give

I'm sprung, Dog she got me, Got me doing thing's I'll never do If you ain't been I'm telling you Got me doing thing's I'll never do If you ain't been I'm telling you Well it all come down to her

See me in the bedroom You can only see me in the bedroom, bedroom See me in the bedroom, bedroom Why don't we turn off our phones for the weekend? Don't tell your friends that we haven't been sleeping 'Cause we're keeping it secret You can only see me in

(Without me) You can't take me anywhere, anywhere (Whatever they tell you) Dancin', dancin' Dancing is not a crime, 'less you do it without me 'Less you do it without me Oh dancin', dancin' Dancing is not a crime, unless you do it Do it, (do it) do it,

Just before you go, tell us how the heavens flow Weightless evermore, as you walk beyond that door Shine forever true As the embers rose through the Roman sky Tell me were you calm when they took your life? Shared with us the world well before your time

We live the life we love We love the life we live Lets all get down Techno heartbeat Fuck your rules who are you to tell me What I can and can't do? Fuck you bitch you just wanna be me Fuck your rules fuck fuck your rules Lets all get

So far away How I miss you every single day When I see you on those streets Tell me there's a river I can swim that will bring you back to me 'Cause I don't know how to love someone else I don't know how to forget your face God, I miss you every single

There's gonna be no future If we don't figure this out (Come onto mama, come on, mama) Come to mama Tell me who hurt ya Oh, come tomorrow Who are you gonna follow? The only prisons that exist are ones we put each other in Why do we gotta tell each other

West coast shit My nigga-ish ways attract girls that used to turn they back Causing me to yank they arm and pose like I would do them harm Now I'm saying thank you cause they tell me My shit's the bomb For my niggas drinking Cognac Smoking weed, always