Nobody but (you) Took me for a (fool) You won't see no tears They all dried up yesterday Do I spark the fear that I'm gonna walk away Nobody but you I used to love (you)

New York, Vegas, to overseas Ain't nothing like rolling with a Georgia peach Don't you know that we're just getting started Ain't nothing really dropping till we get in the party Go head and take your chance, if we're lucky Everybody gon' be right here

Get someone you love? Get someone you need? Fuck that, get money I can't give you my soul 'cause we're never alone I don't want your body But I hate to think about you with somebody else Our love has gone cold You're intertwining your soul with somebody

Ya' gotta give a little something to a cold dog cat, Finding him a woman who can shake like that, Hottie! She's a hottie! Got a smokin' little body! String bikini and a barbed-wire tat (tattoo) She's a rockin' that cowboy hat ! Hottie! She's a hottie!

Where does everybody going when they go Let me ask you I am here, I am here I've already seen the bottom, so there's nothing to fear I know that I'll be ready when the devil is near All of this wrong, but I'm still right here I don't have the answers,

Wraaa Everybody get the fuck up Though many have come There will never be another one Wraaa Daddy gonna pop that trunk Yeah, battle ship sunk, throwing dirt rock chunks Sling shot rocks broke no money lumps Looking up too D boys with the pretty dunks

Shake, shake it all night long You listen while I'm talkin' to you, now Tell you what I'm gonna do now There's a new thing going around now And I'll tell what to put down Move your body all around, and just shake Ha, that's the way you do it Oh, g'on,

Gyal show mi weh yo got Meck mi used mi Iphone 5 tek a snap Yo do the thing dem weh mi cyaa fi got From mi si you yo find mi weak spot God know mi addicted to her yeah A you me waan, tell everybody this That a my property nuh bother trouble it Addiction

Come On, Everybody! Get on, with your party! And don't let nobody say you're wrong. So you've lost control, But they'll never steal your soul That they're gonna spoil your fun.

We're gonna have a house party Turn your TV off, break that boom-box out We'll wake up all the neighbours 'til the whole block hates us And the cops will show up and try to shut us down If you're gonna be a homebody If you wanna be a homebody You ain't