How can I fix what I fucked up? How can I, how can I Yeah, I'm in trouble, can't stop what's coming My hands are frozen into chains behind my back So please don't swallow down the key, let me out now Can't blame this one on bad luck Iced out, got hot,

While she up and down on that pole Yeah, drop it down and get low Drop it down and get low, drop it down and get low She said she want a stunner I said, "baby girl, I'm gettin' money" Drop it down, get low, uh-uh, uh-uh Can't forget the girl if I wanted

Everything is nice Like the feeling's right, goin' on a high grade flight Thugs a proll out, girls a roll out Everything is nice, yeah Dis a fi di people dem a work hard All who gone to di morgue, R.I.P to a loved one I'm feeling high, champagne fly Work

Oh Oh, oh oh I can feel your pain Even If you're thousands miles away When loneliness was right in front your face Oh uh oh oh oh Oh oh, oh oh Even If your thousands miles away Oh oh yeah, Oh oh yeah

Na na na na na na Walk my way, Mrs All American Say my name, no need to pretend Don't be shy, Mrs All American You know she's like No one understands the chemistry we have And it came out of nowhere (Yeah) It's not like we planned this, Getting out of

That was us Yeah, here's to us I got my mail today, Just the kind that miss us A bunch of bills I can't pay, I guess their shit outta luck But there was one from an old friend, Brought back memories Black and white from way back when

Meet you all the way, meet you all the way Meet you all the way, meet you all the way, Rosanna, yeah Rosanna, Rosanna Now she's gone and I have to say Meet you all the way, meet you all the way, Rosanna, yeah All I want to do when I wake up in the

Tie the knot, tie tie the knot Tiffi tiffi tie the knot It's time to make the move Ahh yeah, tie the knot, tie tie the knot Uhh, kick it y'all Heheheheheh Yo Hump, gonna do a lil somethin' like this Lots of little knots that need to be tied

I get a good feeling, yeah Oh, sometimes Get a feeling that I never, never, never, never had before, no no

(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah) Wheezy outta here! I got big racks in my jeans (Big racks in my jeans) I'ma mix some dirty with this clean (Dirty with this clean) Almost all my bitches bald and no leukem' 21, I'm 'bout to stunt on all your