All my people right there at the back of the spot I need the top If you know me y'all now need to stop All my people there back of the spot, now don't be shy I need the top top top top top All that I want in this life is the chance to do my thing I want

A dream like this, not something you ask for When it's a gift worth taking a chance for A dream like this, not something you wish for 'Cause IDK what's coming next And I'll be LMHO with the rest Be, be, be my BFF, ‘cause IDK what’s comin’ next Then this

Oh My God, this shit different Oh My God, Gucci slippers Oh My God, my wrist vicious Oh My God, might hurt yo feelings Think he got a chance with a bitch like me He ain't rich enough, rich enough (No) Calls need to stop he ain't calling 'bout the guap I

Every chance I did or I didn't take All the nights I went too far All the girls that broke my heart All the doors that I had to close Thank God for all I missed 'Cause it led me here to this All the things I knew but I didn't know Every stoplight I

Whoa-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Whenever I start feeling strong I'm called a bitch in the night But I don't need these 14-carat golds to win I am a woman, I insist it's my life The queen that's inside of me This is my chance to release it

One more chance Over and over and over Or do I was wrong? So we can talk this thing over Please give me a chance So I can make my confession Won't you please overrule your objection And give me one chance So that I can make things up with you

Sometimes goodbye is a second chance Tell my mother, tell my father I have done the best I can To make them realize This is my life I hope they understand I'm not angry, I'm just saying She waved, said, "Why are you always running in place"

This is a fine romance A fine romance, my friend this is I haven't got a chance Two old fogeys, who need crutches True love should have the thrills that a healthy crime has You never give the orchids I sent a glance A fine romance, with no kisses We

You go to my head Though I'm certain that this heart of mine Hasn't a ghost of a chance In this crazy romance You go to my head, you go to my head You linger like a haunting refrain And I find you spinning round In my brain Like the bubbles in a glass of

You go to my head Though I'm certain that this heart of mine Hasn't a ghost of a chance In this crazy romance You go to my head, you go to my head You linger like a haunting refrain And I find you spinning round In my brain Like the bubbles in a glass of