I've got the stuff that you want I've got the thing that you need I've got more than enough To make you drop to your knees Cause I'm the queen of the night The queen of the night Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Don't make no difference if I'm wrong or I'm right

Think of me, yeah that was me, I was that passer by I've been and now I've gone 'Cause you see me, I got my magic pie An extraordinary guy Can never have an ordinary day He might live a long goodbye But that is not for me to say I dig his friends, I dig

Do it without ya Be here without ya! There’s no way I can make it without you Be here without ya It’s no fun when you’re doing it solo With you it’s like whoa! Yeah and I know I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I own this dream Cause I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I got you with me!

Da da da da da da da I can be your p-p-p-p-payback Mmm, baby I could be your payback Hey, gonna help you get your sway back Take ya to the dance floor, I'ma lean ya way back Yeah, I'ma lean ya way back Gonna have a real good time Don't worry 'bout your

Come on and text me, Texas Before you turn off your phone I'm a wreck and I'm restless Got a feelin' that you're not alone Yeah it's breakin' my heart and I'm startin' to get the message Come on and text me Texas Who's in Houston that's keepin' you from

And I know they know about each other I think these bitches tryna set me up Maybe I’m just paranoid Seen two of my bitches in the club Yeah, I’m paranoid, I’m trippin' I’ve been smoking, I’ve been sippin' I’m fuckin' 'round with two bitches But I never

You're going down with me baby if I fall If I fall you're going down with me You can't take back every little chill you give me You're going down with me baby heart and all ooh yeah Was it the pull of the moon now baby That led you to my door You say the

Hey yeah, tiptoe higher I won't fall asleep Hey yeah, don’t let 'em know we’re coming Take some time to simmer down, keep your head down low Nobody else can take me higher In the morning light let my roots take flight Watch me from above like a vicious

I wanna taste the sun I gotta feeling that I'm not the only one And I, I wanna show some skin Yeah, baby I need the ocean And you can't stop me now I've got my heart in motion And I wanna make it in America Make it in America Cause baby I'm born to run

Too much ice, too much ice, too much ice on me, ooh (ooh) Too much ice, too much ice, too much ice on me, bitch (chyeah, brr, ooh) I'm the youngest flexer out here, sure you've heard 'bout me, ooh (chyeah, chyeah, chyeah) Bentley coupe, drop top coupe,