Oh me, oh me, oh my I just shut the club down, I ain't even try If you not fuckin' with us Test us and I guarantee we let it fly I always tell the truth, boy, I ain't gotta lie If you ain't fuckin' with us, don't come to our side See them rollin' with

You have to eat the dream, you have to sleep the dream, you have to dream the dream You gotta touch, you have to see it when nobody else sees it You have to feel it when it's not tangible You have to believe it when you cannot see it You gotta be

Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday night She shake it so sweet you got me on a sugar high And I don’t know if it’s you or the whiskey That’s got me feeling all tipsy tipsy I can feel myself

Oh, it's so traumatic I've got these secrets I keep Is it obvious They've got me down on my knees Yeah, just let me go I keep reliving the scene I can see right where you are You don't need to hide in the dark

Desire, two souls on fire Make me feel some type of way Feel some type of way Got me feeling some type of way (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Got a chain on my heart and it's spinning in diamonds And that chain 'round your heart got me blinded You got me out here

Hey-eh-eh-eh, yeah Whoa, gotta learn to let it go Learn to let go, learn to let go Exorcise the demons inside me The past can't haunt me if I don't let it Live and learn and never forget it I know I'm always like Telling everybody, "You don't gotta be a

My wild sweet love Pay that no mind Just find that dappled dream of yours Come on back and see me when you can Man, I can understand how it might be Kind of hard to love a girl like me I don't blame you much for wanting to be free I just wanted you to

Some of them supposed to go, some of them supposed to stay I ain't tryna ruin yours, I'm tryna make a way, yeah I be at the top, that's my favorite place That money gonna come, I don't gotta chase it Them bitches gonna come, I don't gotta chase em I'ma

And all you're ever gonna be is mean Someday I'll be living in a big old city Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me Why you gotta be so mean? (Why you gotta be so mean) You, with your words like knives And swords and weapons that you use against

Don't go for second best baby Put your love to the test you know, you know you've got to Make him express how he feels and maybe Then you'll know your love is real Express yourself So if you want it right now, make him show you how Express what he's got,