This drip is Chanel (Bitch) How you gonna talk about dates when half of my team is in jail? (Bitch) I made Forbes' "30 Under 30," I might go flood out my girl's (Wrist) See-through Louboutin heels, I might just blood out my girl's (Kicks) Man's doing

White America! Little Eric looks just like this Erica loves my shit I go to T-R-L, look how many hugs I get I could be one of your kids I Could be one of your kids I never would've dreamed in a million years I'd see So many motherfuckin' people who feel

And I could be a gentleman, anything you want I’d like to be everything you want Hey girl, let me talk to you If I was your boyfriend, I'd never let you go I keep you on my arm girl, you’d never be alone Yeah, listen If I was your boyfriend, I’d never

My man is my man is your man 10:30, no later than Heard it's her man too Heard that's her man Tuesday and Wednesday, Thursday and Friday I just keep him satisfied through the weekend You're like 9 to 5, I'm the weekend Make him lose his mind every

My, my, my, my, my, my, my Galway girl But she fell in love with an English man Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand She played the fiddle in an Irish band Said, "Baby, I just wanna dance" You know, she played the fiddle in an Irish

I'll be onward bound And I just can't keep on cryin' I just can't be satisfied Well I am going away to leave Won't be back no more Going back down south Child don't you wanna go Woman, I am trouble I just can't be satisfied

Oh, I need your love Oh, oh, I need your love I just got to have In the evening When the day is done I'm looking for a woman But the girl don't come So don't let her Play you for a fool

(It's alright) (It's alright, it's alright) This is no way to live But it's just the way it is You got to understand That I never could trust a man But I got to let it go And stop livin' in the past And give you a chance

Are we alive or just breathing Don't close your eyes, see the images Descend into hysteria Chaos of mankind but who is listening to the voice of hatred Tortured souls lost so completely lost Weakened in the concept of decline, deception The sky weeps

Knowing me, knowing you (a-ha) There is nothing we can do We just have to face it This time we're through (This time we're through, we're really through) Breaking up is never easy, I know But I have to go (I have to go, this time I have to go) (This time