H-Town got me feeling so throwed Spit fire and the world so cold Don’t, don’t play with her don’t be dishonest Aye, still not understanding this logic Aye, I’m back and I’m better I want you bad as ever Don’t let me just let up I want to give you better

So baby, pick me up, I'll be in the drive Take me where the moon's hanging in the sky We can park it by the river, get out and throw throw the tailgate down down down You can steal a kiss, maybe even two Only the track and the tree's gonna see what we do All I

With no makeup Don't have to curl my hair up All this booty here mine I'mma dolla worth a dime Real bosses stand up Ladies throw throw your hands up And say I know I'm cute I know I'm fly You ask me why

The limits of the dead, And the rain will kill us all, Throw ourselves against the wall But no one else can see, The preservation of the martyr in me Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial I'm not the only one! I did my time, and I want out So effusive

I keep on running Throw Throw it all away throw throw it all away I keep on screaming but There's really nothing left to say So get away, just get away I keep on fighting but I can't keep going on this way I can't keep going, Why can't they let me be?

Hey, ey, ey Who would you love, where would you go? What would you celebrate? I'm telling you that life's too short to just throw throw it away So have the time of your life, so have the time of your life Blood in my eye, hand on my heart Feet on the ground,

I'll chip a nigga little bit of nothin' I'll chip a nigga then throw throw the blower in his lap It's not a place This country is to be a sound of drum and bass America, God bless you if it's good to you America please take my hand Can you help me underst- New

Oh, pour me a slug of it Throw me a mug of it Bring me a jug of that Famous Ol' Spiced Many a year I have worked in these parts Running this inn that ain't marked on no charts Though its location to many is known If you're to find it you have to be shown

These are my confessions Just when I thought I said all I can say My chick on the side said she got one on the way Man I'm throwed and I don't know what to do I guess I gotta give you part two of my confessions If I'm gonna tell it then I gotta tell it

Shit can happen Shit can happen (throw ya hands up!) Shit can happen (yeah, yeah) That's right motherfuckers we back Same slanging Orangutangin Wilding out on hoodrats that say I act like like I'm too famous