I I I wanna go o o all the way ay ay Taking out my freak tonight I I I wanna show o o All the dir ir irt I got running through my mind Time to blow out When the lights out Shame on me

This place about to blow This place about to (This place about to) Throw some glitter Make it rain on him Let me see them Hanes It's time to kill the lights

It almost feels like it was just a dream All these memories of you and me So far from home Brave enough to take this road Out on my own Blown away in the summer breeze It almost feels like we just never were All the time we spent was just a blur

Where will you go now? Is it true now? Killers done found this touch a long time ago Had to walks hours before I found this new kind of road Had to spend months inside a dark room with my candles blown But I came out with a light that blind at then end

Sept, Seven Binks, Sept, Seven Binks Seven seven blow, le cartel du 7, bienvenue dans le bâtiment Le Seven Binks, Le Seven Binks J'démarre, je décapote avec un spuf' de peufra bien coffré derrière J'avance, j'perds des potes mais malgré tout ça mon frère

I don't argue like this with anyone but you We do it all the time blowing out my mind Just like a star across my sky Just like an angel off the page You have appeared to my life Feel like I'll never be the same Just like a song in my heart Just like oil

If it ain't about the money Don't be blowin' me up, nigga I ain't gettin' up Ain't no use in you ringin' my line, stop wastin' my time Nah I can't even hear what you say, I ain't finna do shit Bitch, you can miss me with it, bitch nigga miss me with it

We're not gonna change the world We're gonna rock it Can't stop, is this all you wanna give us now? Can't stop, entertain that's what its all about We'll Sleep some other time, we're on a roll yeah We're gonna drop the bomb We're gonna blow up Can't

Oh my god, that's my baby Caroline, you divine Mighty fine Shawty really blow the pipe (that's true) Holy shit, I'm really lit It's looking like it's 'bout time to fuck it up Caroline, listen up, don't wanna hear About ya horoscope or what the future

What's it gonna take to make it Man I can't take this Everything's drivin' me crazy I'm tickin' like time bomb And I'm about to blow We were drinkin' dinner on the Sunset Strip The girls doin' powder got a little on her lip It's just another night