Black and Chinese, meds on relieve (yah) Lambo' drivin', you pedestrian (yah, yah) Yeah, ten hundred thousand, apply the pressure (alright) Yeah, she couldn't drive it, she took a Tesla (it's lit) Told her wrap around me just like a necklace (yah) What's

Baby you can crash my party anytime. You can wake me up in the dead of the night; wreck my plans, baby that’s alright. This is a drop everything kind of thing. Swing on by I will pour you a drink. If you wanna call me, call me, call me you don’t have to

Tried to tell you I was nothin' but trouble, baby Tried to tell you that I lost my mind Yeah but baby you thought that was a lie I tried to tell ya I was crazy Alright, alright It's four in the mornin', dirt road in Georgia with lights in the rear view

If I loose my cool in the open and it shows That I'm down and I ain't alright I search my soul where there is no moon The trees all cross and are covered in moss Where nobody ever goes and a warm wind blows I catch my buzz in the black of night Oh, I got

Ya alright, alright, alright You was right I was wrong Ya I should've never ever took her home Ya I should've just boned Ya fantasy on my phone Ya hit it from the back watch a nigga bless you Ya crying in my arms like a nigga wrecked you Talking about a

Baby you can crash my party anytime. You can wake me up in the dead of the night; wreck my plans, baby that’s alright. This is a drop everything kind of thing. Swing on by I will pour you a drink. If you wanna call me, call me, call me you don’t have to

No woman, no cry Ev'rything's gonna be alright In a government yard in Trenchtown Ev'rything's gonna be alright well And I remember when we used to sit Oba, oba-serving the hypocrites As we would mingle with the good people we meet Good friends we have

Hey little sister don't shed no tears No woman no cry say say say Everything's gonna be alright (Oh ah oh ah) Sit sit sit I remember when we used to sit in the government yard in Brooklyn Observing the crookedness as it mingled with the good people we

He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood He's the one that makes ya feel alright He's gonna be your Frankenstein Rat-tailed Jimmy is a second hand hood He deals out in Hollywood Got a '65 Chevy, primered flames Traded for some powdered goods Jigsaw Jimmy,

Your love is my love and my love is your love Clap your hands ya?ll, it?s alright (Repeat above through out song}{ If tomorrow is judgement day (sing mommy) And I'm standing on the front line And the Lord asks me what I did with my life I will say I