Round and round Going round and round 'Cause I'm getting dizzy Boy, I need you here with me I'm falling hard for you We're never gonna stop Well your gonna miss me We cant go on this way All I can say we're

A niggas always into something Ninety ninety motherfucking 1 NWA's back in this motherfucking yo Takin' out all you commercialized ass niggas And we're on this lay back track And we're doin' this well kinda smooth So what's you're gonna do Dre Kick it!

Round and round Going round and round 'Cause I'm getting dizzy Boy, I need you here with me I'm falling hard for you We're never gonna stop Well your gonna miss me We cant go on this way All I can say we're

It got me where I am and where I'm gonna go. We learned all about believing And everything we were ever gonna need to know. Somewhere between the back roads and the back row. That's the way it was, and that's the way it is when you're growing Up in the

I'm gonna ball tonight. We're gonna ball tonight. Every man is some woman's fool. Well, I can't break the rule because Way back yonder in the days of old, The men was working but not saving any dough. Then came a woman looking real cool.

Won't you stay 'til the A.M.? All my favourite conversations Always made in the A.M 'Cause we don't know what we're saying We're just swimmin' 'round in our glasses And talkin' out of our asses Like we're all gonna make it, yeah yeah You and me were

But tonight I'm gonna give in one last time Rock you strong in these arms of mine Forget all the regrets that are bound to follow We're like fire and gasoline We only bring each other tears and sorrow I'm gonna let you go and walk away Like every day I

We're all in, we're all in love, yeah 'Cause after the afterparty, we're gonna keep it goin' We're gonna rip it up, the neighbors might complain Monday to Sunday doing it our way RiRi on replay, cheers to the weekday Uh huh, hey, uh huh, Monday to

We can't wait 'til tomorrow You gotta know that this is real, baby why you wanna fight it? I knew that when I met you, I'm not gonna let you runaway (And we're all just runaways) Blonde hair blowin' in the summer wind A blue-eyed girl playing in the sand

Just push play They're gonna bleep it anyway Were comin' at you anyway Were comin at you anyway She gave you a flower The one that God gave her You all up in de kool-aid But u do not know de flavor Get into the zone baybee