like, like it's 2012 You know that it doesn't matter as long as we got each other Turn it up, turn it up, mash it up, it ain't the end of the world,
me "Tell Lil Wayne not to bother Weez!" Shawty won't be on my team, she could cheerlead.. Shit, I go, Wayne go, Ice on a white T I make a snow angel Y
Shouldn't a light go on? Doesn't he know I've had him memorized for so long? He sees everything black and white Never let nobody see him cry I don't
Beyonce up to give the Award back Didn't even know I afford that And she rode the wave as I rode the slave As I felt like a slave as they try to put my
a millionaire? Me, and you ain't got no more life lines You a snitch nigga fightin' crime, go ahead and tell the police 'Cause every move you make, I
You go to sleep you wake up you do it again And there's a beat you make up inside of your head And every street's a river be born or be dead We are all
son, I'm gonna make you a star" Bo Diddley said, "Uh, what's in it for me?" Man said, "Shut your mouth son Play the guitar and you just wait and see"
[Swizz Beats] Go Go 'head Go go go 'head Go go go go go go 'head Go go go go go go 'head Oh you fancy huh Oh you fancy huh Oh you fancy huh Oh you fancy
chip you got in there, a Dorito? You're usin' a 286? Don't make me laugh Your Windows boots up in what, a day and a half? You could back up your whole
give you anything you please Even share my government cheese And baby you can have as much as you like, if you like I said you can go have as much as you
say. Philip Anderson looking for action Dear God on the floor Call the chain reaction Step up You better learn how to act son No go You better hit
, so we can see what's up, and I'll go at it, punk, and I'm a fuck you up. Made ya think I'm a kick your ass, and drop the gat, and Bone's gon' blast
gun, so we can see what's up, and I'll go at it, punk, and I'm a fuck you up. Made ya think I'm a kick your ass, and drop the gat, and Bone's gon' blast
rag It was like she was spottin', she ain't bleed that bad She don't like to drive the Chevy, drank too much gas Gave her sixty and told her, "Fuck it, go
woman Goin' up on it, you actin' like you want it And you stuntin' like your daddy, checkin' for this little mama You turnin' me on, you turnin' me on, you
real woman goin up on it, you actin like you want it and you stuntin like your daddy checkin for this little mama you turnin me on, you turnin me on, you
be so you might as well thank God for me But isn't it amazing, how the antenna ain't nothing but a sinner You just can't go and be ordained over dinner