Where have the times gone, baby it's all wrong Where are the plans we made for two
I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose fire away, fire away
Thank God the week is done I feel like a zombie gone back to life (back to life) Hands up, and suddenly we all got our hands up No control of my body.
Do you think about me now and then? Do you think about me now and then? 'Cause I'm comin' home again, comin' home again
Cause we gon' fight Oh yes, we gon' fight (We gon' fight) Believe we gon' fight (We gon' fight) Fight for our right to love, yeah (Right to love, yeah)
Sexy mamma keep throwing back shots (shots) Just don't spill it on my Gucci while we dance By the time we leave this club you know whats up Call my driver, yo come pick me up
Everybody wants to be famous, Nobody wants to be nameless, aimless, People act shameless Tryna live like entertainers,
What time do you get off? I wanna see you tonight What time would you be here? I wanna hold you tonight I wanna just kiss you now, I wanna just touch you now I wanna just give you
I just wanna let it go for the night That would be the best therapy for me.
Take a look at my girlfriend She's the only one I got (ba ba da da) Not much of a girlfriend I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky I could be hurtful, I could be purple I could be anything you like
You want me to come over I got an excuse Might be holding your hand, but im holding it loose Go to talk then we choke its like our necks in a noose,
Take me by the tongue And I'll know you Kiss me 'til you're drunk And I'll show you
So what we get drunk So what we don't sleep (smoke weed) We're just having fun We don't care who sees So what we go out That's how its supposed to be
I'm tired of being what you want me to be Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface Don't know what you're expecting of me Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
I wanna take you away, let's escape into the music DJ, let it play, I just can't refuse it, like the way you do this Keep on rockin' to it,
I love the way you grind with that booty on me shorty you a dime why you looking lonely we'll buy another round and it's all on me
If you fall for me I'm not easy to please I'm might tear you apart Told you from the start, baby, from the start
Oh baby, I be stuck to you like glue Baby, wanna spend it all on you Baby, my room is the G spot, call me Mr. Flintstone
I'm Mrs. Lifestyles of the rich and famous,I'm Mrs. Oh my God that Britney's Shameless,I'm Mrs. Extra! Extra! This just in, I'm Mrs. She's too big, now she's too thin
I did my best to notice When the call came down the line Up to the platform of surrender I was brought but I was kind
I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing Roman Cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field
Next thing, we're touching You look at me it's like you hit me with lightning
Yeah (yeah) we bring the stars out, We bring the women and the cars and the cards out, Lets have a toast a celebration get a glass out
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