'Cause it doesn't make a difference If we make it or not We've got each other and that's a lot For love, we'll give it a shot Livin' on a prayer Once upon a time Not so long ago Tommy used to work on the docks

White crime Yeah, we ‘bout that Do a lot of dirt, never doubt that Lot of rap twerps, love to shout crap Love to make their mouth flat When it come to burd, no, we spout facts You 'gon learn what i’m 'bout, breh Lot of rappers talking that shit, not

I love chrome and paint, lookin' for some motherfuckin' corners to bank West coast what the fuck you thank? Everybody here off weed and drank (everybody) Before you check my rims When you leave the parking lot, check ya limbs You better check ya friends

(That's what Christmas means to me, my love) All these things and more That's what Christmas means to me, my love, ah yeah Candles burnin' low Lots of mistletoe toe Lots of snow and ice Everywhere we go Choirs singin' carols

Smooth like the summer, uh huh Go on and groove like a mother with your backseat love We're tearing clothes off each other all night Smooth like the summer (smooth like the summer) And keeping it smooth like the summer (smooth like the summer) Smooth

How to love (how to love) Never really had luck, couldn't never figure out Now you in this corner try'na put it together Mm see you had a lot of moments that didn't last forever Mm for a second you were here, now you over there It's hard not to stare,

In the long run We'll find out in the long run (in the long run) If our love is a strong one (is a strong one) I used to hurry a lot I used to worry a lot I used to stay out till the break of day Oh, that didn't get it It was high time I quit it I just

When you're a boy Boys keep swinging Boys always work it out Heaven loves ya The clouds part for ya Nothing stands in your way Clothes always fit ya Life is a pop of the cherry You can wear a uniform

Imagine a world like that Can you imagine it? Click, click, click and post Drip-drip-dripped in gold Quick, quick, quick, let's go Kiss me and take off your clothes We go like up 'til I'm 'sleep on your chest Love how my face fits so good in your neck

Sister big stuff You're never gonna get my love You're never gonna make me cry Who do you think you are? Not because yo' wear All those fancy clothes Drive around a big fine car Oh yes, you do now Do you think I can't afford