Thank you, next Thank you, next (next) Thank you, next (thank you, next) I'm so fuckin' grateful for my ex I've loved and I've lost (yeah, yeah) But that's not what I see (yeah, yeah) 'Cause look what I've found (yeah, yeah) Thank you, next (said thank

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

Despicable me I'm having a bad bad day It's about time that I get my way Steam rolling whatever I see, huh If you take it personal that's okay Watch this is so fun to see, huh I’m having a bad bad day Why ask why better yet why not Why are you marking x

So what we get drunk So what we smoke weed We’re just having fun We don’t care who sees So what we go out That’s how it's supposed to be Living young and wild and free When you live like this you’re supposed to party Roll one, smoke one, and we all just

Girl you know we got the time Got that pussy on my mind Later on, what are we doing? I know you're ready, show that ass Girl you looking so bad, getting horny watching you do it I wanna see a whole lot of licking, that's a memory (Yeah, bet I make that

All I have is a song Oh you know I ain't complainin' 'Cause I can tell, lord its just your plan So I thank you for what I have And that's a song These ol' white lines on the highway Lord its all I know Seems like I've been out all my life But I just

Sometimes life seems so unfortunate, That's why I don't give a shit The poor stay poor, the rich get richer, It's just so disproportionate You don't know just what I've gone through, That's why I would rather show you Just how far that I can take it,

Feel me, kill me, my back's up against the wall Your magic spell doesn't work anymore Kill me, kill me, that's what You've got to face, my friend (my friend) This ain't the end (the end) I'd love to see a different world A place where you can't find me

Come on, come on That sugar cane that tasted good No-one can see you cry That cinnamon, that's Hollywood No-one can see you try No-one can see me cry That's who you are, that's what you could Charades pop skill Water hyacinth

Yo you wanna see something cool? What you got? Come look inside the rat hole, we got candy You like boobies don't you? Yeah how much? Thirteen bucks What the fuck that's a lot of fucking money