't need you no more. I'm so much better for it. I'm so much better for it. I'm so much better for it.
that And tonight, let's enjoy life Pitbull, Nayer, Ne-Yo That's right [Ne-Yo / Nayer - Chorus] Tonight I want all of you tonight Give me everything tonight For
Jack, New Jack hustler Ne-Ne-New Jack hustler New Jack, New Jack, New Jack hustler Ne-Ne-New Jack hustler New Jack, New Jack, New Jack hustler Ne-Ne-
days are over The dog days are done The horses are comin' so you better run Run fast for your mother; run fast for your father / Run for your children
I don't normally do this, But ahh, let's get it. A millionaire I am young money, But, be clear my money so grown, It got grey hair, Though this Ne-Yo
ideal nickel solos it Little coders to pull again, wrote it quick and they quoted it Yo, when it exposed, the flow be hold it, 'cause when that motor
cracker made it better poindex the flex to track by Busta with a little bit of sore from the Crackerjack store still at will for field up the skill for
A part of me with you [Royce Da 5'9"] It's like it's a, urban legend, his mistake Her confession; how 'bout it for a first impression How 'bout it,
you, mad gloss chick, you're way fit How you have everything in this world and waste it Prince told me it'll be okay, I'm so sick Like Ne-Yo say, I'
HAVE FUN) have fun (HAVE FUN) Have, HAVE, HAVE FUN!!!! [Shorty No Mas] Can I kicks it? I kicks it for the others so I kick it for you I gotta nag a dog
to like, we called it Chief, right Steppin' on the leafs right, to reach heights Th-th-th-that I never seen, it's so so evergreen Some use it for medicine
curse I'm a B. Boy Cherried up, got em p-noid. Let the whole world know; I'm a B. Boy Beats bangin', better bring it big or bounce bitch 'Bout to blast it
niggas that Change up You don't wanna get Banged up Fuckin around with them Strangers It better be about money And it bet not be no bitch Better go
ya walkin with a limp And you know it got tore owa-owa up Tecca N9na hit and it swole owa-owa up Never owa dove for the owa-owa butt Owa Yo, Don't you
Verse 1: Never duck another mother fucker repeat it Never duck another mother fucker Nigga better delete it put the cerebellum in killa mode For real
pathetic n let up fuckin ya hit me up cuz So ya better snap ya fangers And then rrock with it Cuz if ya chops spit it I'mma let somethin hot hit it
that I'm grown and mature I realize that I was blind and unsure It aint gonna happen no more tho {no mo} And it's obviously the end of us, yo
