in da club get pissy drunk at the tubs back rubs like we in love in our honey moon as newly weds whipped cream, hair and rose petals on the gucci spread
[Jennifer] Na na nananana nana na-eh (4x) [Lil Wayne] Ahem, Hi, I'm Tune, the man on the moon I live on the beach, get the sand out ya shoes And all
under the moon is our style. Do what we want, the magic is right. This party under the morning in light. on and on and on and on and on and on and
Miss Amerie, took a lil time out, Bugatti sit so low you gotta climb out, Bring it back, bring it back, i blow your spine out, hehe, get the handicap sign out
get judged I don't know where it is I should look You could want it all, the flag and pole I'm curling with my love The last one out of the box The one
even realize you were spied over three blocks D Block the place where gees get knocked, locked up Get out come home for a week and get re-knocked You
be shot for you even realize you were spied over three blocks D Block the place where OG's get knocked, locked up Get out come home for a week and get
Jake wants a weenie bake, steak and a layer cake He'll get a tummy ache, too We'll rent a tent or teepee, let the town cryer cry And if it's RSVP, this
I feel that I'm a dead man walkin' wake up and cold sweats, and see myself in a coffin my life is hunted, I'm confused and fond if my blood stop pourin
when the day met the night When the sun found the moon She was drinking tea in a garden Under the green umbrella trees In the middle of summer When the moon
name callin' me out Out from the barrio you hear my rhythm from your radio You feel the turning of the world so soft and slow Turning you round and round And
all gravy Snake skins, no timberland boots, get loot I'll shoot If ya try to play me Get clout when I'm out money what I'm all about In a world that's
too, I'll get off I'll be the fuse that she blows And even with the lights out we'll glow So where's the sun it shone no love on your face Under the moon and
: phone sex, emails whatever just some shit that makes me want you that much more when I get home from work and step in the door Lights Out candles burning
under my cover And not only that, you'd be under my wing And me and you'd be doin' the nasty thing Whenever you're ready, we can go steady You can be my baby and
woman my life is Truman show, all I have is music hoe I stopped chasing every chick under the sun many moons ago so pretend my dick is a balloon and blow