Song blow blow I just wanna feel your body right next to mine All night long, baby slow down the song And when it’s coming closer to the end everyone All night long, baby slow down the Yeah! Baby slow down the Slow! Slow! Break it down and drop it

Two-piece in a two-seater Double cup, need a two liter I'm about to hit twice, yeah I'ma call that a two-peater Roll two blunts, two reefers All I need is about two beepers Hit me up when you need that I'm about it if you with that She threw it back, I

Love will do that It changes everything It'll drive you crazy Sometimes it just makes you laugh Yeah, love will do that It makes the angels sing Puts the past right back in the past Oh, I know I know I know The second I saw you

And I'm straaaiiiggghhhttt... hey shawty I'm straaaiiiggghhhttt Yeah, yeah, uh, aye! What the fuck I gotta worry about now? Nigga you think after weatherin' the storm and comin' from the extremes I came from You think I'ma call all the way and get

And some memories just won't fade Not a damn thing you can do So girl if you're long gone How come I keep on losin' you? Yeah you kissed me one last time Red taillights lit like a spark Just the start of a long goodbye Missin' you

When you're reaching out, reaching out for me, yeah So when you reach for me, I'm glad I'm by your side And you're holding me, I'm alright, I'm alright I wanna hold you, I wanna touch you I wanna feel good and make you mine We're on our own Somehow we

Who run the world? Who run this motha? Girls, we run this motha, yeah Who are we? Hope you still like me "F" you pay me My persuasion can build a nation Endless power

I'm just a fool (Yeah yeah yeah) Waited and waited so long For someone who'd never come home It's my fault to think you'll be true (yeah yeah) I know what I'm missing But nothing else hurts like you do Who knew that love was so cruel

Money is the mission, it's skrilla over bitches Pull up on her and she make a decision to get in Yeah, your girl hella talkative 'round rich niggas Room full of hittas and you squares can't get in Movin' through the air, eatin' shrimp in the Gulf Stream

I'm not dealing with that devil anymore Heaven knows you've done your chore You were sent here just to save me I'm not dancing with those demons So, go to sleep, my weary lady Yeah, go to sleep, my weary lady I used to live with the whiskey And the good