If you think that you're strong Wanna fight well come on And line up 'Cause livin' up against the wall, yeah Has got us locked up Come on and line up If you got all the stuff And you can't get enough Then line up Instead of just standin' around

It ain't my fault It ain't my fault you keep turning me on Oh my God, what is this Want you all in my business No I-I-I-I, can't be responsible If I-I-I-I, get you in trouble now See you're-'re-'re-'re, too irresistible Yeah, that's for sure So if I put

Wanna get it jacked up yeah Let's crank it on up yeah With a little bit of luck I can find me a girl with a truck yeah We can love it on up yeah 'Til the sun comes up yeah And if you think this life I love is a little too country If you like it up loud

I be flying high, shawty, I be flying high I be flying high, yeah, I be flying high, shawty If you ain't up on my level, disappear please don't reply, bye I be flying high, it take long to get this fly If you ain't up on my level, disappear, please don't

Gimme that night fever, night fever We know how to do it We know how to show it And that sweet city woman Controlling my mind and my soul When you reach out for me Yeah, and the feelin' is right Then I get night fever, night fever

Show me the way To get to Soulville, baby Show me the way to go home That's where I belong Oh, yeah (oh, yeah) Right on down to Soulville I'm gonna eat soul food It'll make you quick Over the candlestick

Franck Muller made me proud of my wrist New Patek on my wrist New Patek on my wrist (yeah) White diamonds and them shits hit pink (yeah, yeah) Got cold, had to go get a mink (yeah) New finger rings hit like a sink (yeah, yeah) You a bad bitch, then we

Nobody wanna see us together But it don't matter no 'Cause I got you 'Cause I got you babe Cause I got you babe Fight for our right to love yeah Konvict Konvict

Get high like Ali Ba, Chippi Chippi Niggas ain't fuckin' with me Wigglehot, Ali Ba, do the Chippi Chippi Yeah, ha, Mudboy Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa Chippi Chippi, I ain't get high in a minute I can't fuck with shorty, she got too many feelings

This a way (fly) That'a way (fly) Got money (yeah) And you know it Take it out your pocket and show it (then) Throw it (fly) Gettin' mug From everybody who see then