Like the beginning of "Mean Streets" (Woah) like the beginning of "Mean Streets" Woah oh, woah oh, woah oh Like the beginning of "Mean Streets" (oh) I'm prolific, so gifted I'm the type that's gon' go get it, no kidding Breaking down a Swisher in front

The good, the bad, and the dirty Oh woah oh woah oh, oh woah oh If you wanna start a fight You better throw the first punch Make it a good one And if ya wanna make it through the night You better say my name like I'm gonna keep getting underneath you

Waterloo, knowing my fate is to be with you Waterloo, couldn't escape if I wanted to Woah, woah, woah-oh Waterloo, finally facing my Waterloo Waterloo, I was defeated, you won the war Waterloo, promise to love you for ever more I feel like I win when I

You return like Saturn to me Oh, w-w-w-w-woah You leave and return Eventually you will proceed to give me what I need And that's how it should be You're just like Saturn to me, to me (Saturn to me) I orbit around the way that you are Can't help but be

Woah oh oh oh oh oh oh Baby, donde tú quieras yo paso a buscarte Tú espérame afuera, pa' así no llamarte Ay baby, tu sensualidad Me tiene al borde de la locura Y esto no es casualidad Te beso y sube la temperatura No traigas paraguas, como quiera va' a

Such a long time ago If I found you with another There's one thing you should know Got to give it up or let me go Well I told you pretty baby Well I'd walk right out your door Woah you might call me crazy Oh honey if you want me to love you I know

Se le paga con la misma moneda (woah) Se le paga con la misma moneda Pero cuando tú Era demasiado tarde yeah Con tu película a otra parte yeah Ahora le pago con la misma moneda yo (woah) Ya sé que vas a llorar Quisiste remediar Solo me dio traición

I've been searching for a girl like you Searching for a girl like you Feeling is mutual Looking for love I've been searching for a love like you Searching for a love like you For two will play this game Now, woah, yeah Girl, you know how much I care for

Woah, yeah boy Way-way back for me I need fake niggas to get way back James Harden with the range on me nigga way back Homie start switchin' lanes, I thought we went way back I can't get no rest (We in the house) I fall asleep with a Tec (Rack) Wearin'

Late night messages Thinkin' 'bout what I might do Don't know what'd got into me Probably 'cause you keep sendin' me Them late night messages Keep sendin' them late night messages Late night messages, oh-woah oh-woah Ridin' 'round thinkin' 'bout you