Wants you to stay-eh-eh-yeah-eh-eh Don't fool around, run away Wants you to stay 'Cause there is someone who wants you to stay 'Cause there is someone who wants you After all that's been really tough for us Trying to make it for you Knowing that it could

How could you keep this from me? Your mama and your daddy ain't shit When you see 'em, tell both of 'em I said fuck 'em, yeah Somehow this is my fault (Ooh) I didn't say shit when I saw what I saw (You) Yeah, girl, you can't deny now (Ooh) Even your

Oh, oh, bring it to me Bring your sweet lovin' Bring it on home to me, yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) About leavin', leavin' me behind If you ever change your mind Bring it on home to me, oh yeah You know I laughed (ha ha) when you left But now I

Take the Heartland Take the Heartland with a sense of revenge Take the Heartland and make it look easy Should I kill you with my sword, yeah? Or should I kill you with this word? I’m gonna hide my heart behind the peacock’s fan And keep my friends real

Yeah, I wish somehow I didn't know now what I didn't know then I wish I didn't know now what I didn't know then I wish I could start this whole thing over again I'm not sayin' it's you, You could never be true I just don't want to know how it ends You'd

My soul is wearying Oh Lord who will comfort me? I said my soul is wearying Beating down from all of my misery yeh Gotta hold of my heart Keeps me bound where the whole wide world is free yeah My home is a wreckage a family ground Impli-ed in poverty

Pa' poder tenerte a solas Tú haciéndote la difícil Y yo queriendo comerte toda Dime cómo le hago ahora Real Hasta la Muerte, baby (yeh-yeah, yeh-yeah, eh) Mera, dime Lunay This is the remix Baby, tú lo sabe (Bebesita) Lu-lu-lunay

Do you believe that this ain't meant to be? Follow this feeling, come find it with me We're dreaming, we're chasing Memory makin' Bottle-up the moment Living like you own it Writing our story Yeah-ehh, yea-ehh I wanna take your hand, put it in mine

Eh-eh, eh-eh ye-ha, ye-ha Eh-eh, eh-eh aha-aha So happy I could die and it's alright Happy in the club with a bottle of red wine So happy I could die be your best friend Yeah I'll love you forever Stars in our eyes 'cause we're having a good time Up in

White crime Yeah, we ‘bout that Do a lot of dirt, never doubt that Lot of rap twerps, love to shout crap Love to make their mouth flat When it come to burd, no, we spout facts You 'gon learn what i’m 'bout, breh Lot of rappers talking that shit, not