Hey ey ey ey ey ey You know what they say 'Cause it's a new day, we're gonna go far Knuckle down, trim, and shake off the dead weight You can't hide from your ghosts 'Cause it's a new day, I wanna go far Break it down, jump the gun, find a new way I'm

I don't wanna be nothing like you I don't wanna be anything like you I don't wanna be just like you I don't wanna be-e-e just like you I don't wanna become just like you Look, I don't wanna be no fuck nigga I don't wanna sell drugs, nigga I don't wanna

This feeling that I'm feeling No it don't quit It's like half of me is missing Heaven knows it That all I wanna do is Be alone with Your brown eyes all tangled up Just holding, onto you tonight until morning Baby that's the damn truth

Oh no no no, I can't take it Oh no no no, I won't break your heart again I don't wanna be a monster among men Oh, no, don't wanna be a monster among men Oh, the stupid truth is I'm so bad for you Hide behind my back And I can't see them One, two, three,

To the B, to the G To the B, to the G, here we go If you wanna go gaga Yeah, from Chi-town to France Yeah, we gonna do it, uh, Rhymefest and Air How you feel there? Rhymefest breathe this to 'em like fresh air On my Vespa looking like a real playa

I know, sad songs Are sad songs, sad songs Never really knowing why like me You don't ever wanna step off that roller coaster and You don't wanna ride the bus like this Never knowing who to trust like this You don't wanna be stuck up on that stage

I'm just an R&B thug, babe Ooh, ooh, ooh Tryin' to get some ass, babe Do you wanna thug, babe? Lookin' for some love, babe Do you wanna date, babe? Aah, aah, aah Keep on jumpin' like an Impala You slidin' that sexy ass down the pole like what

Does summer exist in its praises? It's just sing, sing, sing all day The summer lives here where this place is Come on up here, we've got something to show you Wanna show you everything we know Wanna show you we've been banished before you Wanna show you

Tip it on back, make it feel good Sip a little more than you know you should Let the smoke roll, off your lips Let it all go whatever it is and tip it on back I don’t wanna remember what I’m here to forget tonight So tip it on back I see main street

Up like the wheels on a Bahama flight Twisting that bottle, tipping that cup Girl, the way you rock me, you know that you got me Up on a high like I'm walking on clouds Baby, tonight I don't wanna come down You're up on your high heels, you're up on the