| Lyrics | Song Name | Artist |
| Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch. Just smoke one cigarette more. Don't call my name. Don't call my name, Roberto. | |
| My friends think I've gone crazy, my judgment is getting kinda hazy My status is gonna be affected if I keep it up like a love sick crackhead | |
| I've been roaming around, I was looking down at all I see Painted faces fill the places I can't reach | |
| [name of song] We're unforgettable, daisy dukes bikinis on top, sun-kissed skin so hot will melt your popsicle | |
| Can we pretend that [name of song] in the night sky like shooting stars, I could really use a wish right now | |
| I want to be on the cover of Forbes magazine smiling next to Oprah and the queen | |
| Aint that mister mister on the radio, stereo the way you move aint fair you know | |
| Buckle up I'mma give it to you stronger Hands up We can go a little longer Tonight I'mma get a little crazy Get a little crazy, baby | |
| Now listen to me baby, Before I love and leave you, They call me heart breaker, I don't wanna deceive you | |
| I tried so very hard not to lose it I came up with a million excuses I thought, I thought of every possibility | |