They ain't never get this live, though Somebody sure got a birthday, somebody gon' turn eighteen You know what that means, you know, you know You could have whatever you want You know what that means About four million in gold chains, 'bout ten million

Sixes hang in the door What kind of shit to ignore, I've cut the cloth (Ooh, hard line circle) How to know who to write How to know who can cull up all the questions (We know that I'm right, cause to clean out a night) I fell in love I heard about it, I

Well, I guess this is growing up Someone that understands But everybody's gone It's alright to tell me what you think about me I won't try to argue or hold it against you I know that you're leaving, you must have your reasons The season is calling, your

(Ooh, make me bad and I don't know) But that's what I like about ya (Ooh) That's what I like about ya (Ooh) Yeah, that's what I like about ya Yeah, that's what I like about ya I tried to fight against it, shut out what all my friends said I keep letting

That ain't my baby, no, that ain't my girl Maria, why you wanna play me like that? But she talking in, and she needs to quit But never this, all I know she's not mine 'Cause she's wildin' out, what she talking about? She ain't my baby, she ain't my girl

Hey, oh yeah, how long? Hey, oh yeah, so long What you gonna do today? I don't wanna have to, but I will If that's what I'm supposed to do We don't wanna set up for the kill But that's what I'm about to do I used to know just what I wanted And just where

I know everything I ain't washing my sins Now we're lying about the nights Hiding it all behind the smiles You probably thought that you'd break my heart You probably thought that you'd make me cry I know what you did So I'ma let you taste her

Bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow All I give a fuck about is that dinero They say "You a fool boy, what’s wrong with Gerald?" I’m bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow The British are here The Bay is here, you know? Pull up in that Bruce Wayne

This your favorite song When they put it on Girl I know you know it's all about you I ain't saying no names But you know what I'm saying I can tell it by the way that you move I bet you think this song is about you Got a room full of fly girls Got a

You got me all wrong Don't you know the rumors? I heard about you And what you do They talk about, talk about you, boy They say that you're never gonna treat me right I know that your forever's only one night, one night They talk about, talk about me