Though I'm tryin' not to right now I miss you, yeah I miss you, oh I do I miss you, yeah I miss you Just to remind myself Of how good it is And I know we're not supposed to talk But I'm getting ahead of myself I get scared when we're not 'Cause I'm

Get fired up We're going interstellar Lit, like a supernova Blow it up, go Clap your hands to these bars Let the journey begin Outta this world What you are (who) Lil Jon (yeah)

Remind me that I'm lonely No one to play Connect Four with me Knock out the snore From rolling around in my bed I declare war with me 'Cause my heart beats are empty Girls like you remind me that I'm lonely, yeah So once in awhile (I remember)

Double C your purses, you deserve it But you're curvin' Curvy little body, love your surface (Surface) I like the way you keep up with your earnings Yeah, it's okay, 'cause you swervin' We got London On Da Track Got the AP covered, diamonds with

Hey, yeah! I want all you proud sisters to stand up I want everybody to stand up and be counted tonight Brothers and Sisters if you know you got your thing together I want you to stand on up, now I got somethin' to tell ya' I told ya' how to think about

When I get home But right now I'm on this lake shore And I'm sittin' in the sun I'm sure it'll hit me When I walk through that door tonight Oh, lookie there, I've got a bite Yeah, I'm gonna miss her Well I love her And I love to fish

These haters feelin' slighted 'Cause they know it's different prices, huh, huh It's the night This the night, (This the night, this the night) This the night My jewelry shinin’ bright This the night, huh We ain't come to play Yeah, my bitch she came to

If she ever do it, she gon' do it for the bag All you rappers ain't safe, uh Good girl gon' bad, you gon' do your thing Yeah, bought a new white Wraith, last night, nearly crashed it Spinning out on the highway, 720 in the ass Bad bitch in the passenger,

Stealing all these bitches hearts Oh, oh, oh, oh it's emotional I've been stealing all these bitches hearts Oh I been stealing I'd be here just all solo Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, mmm Momma please don't judge me 'cause I'm a criminal Momma I know

(Yeah, I'm free, yeah, I'm free, yeah) But, whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free See, whoa, c’est la vie Maybe something’s wrong with me I don’t do yoga, never tried Pilates Not many people want me at their parties Tryna find my place, some place,