Packing all my things for the summer. Lying on my bed it's a bummer. 'Cause I didn't call when I got your number. But I liked you a lot.

Real Hot Girl shit, ah. (And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it). Ay, bitch, I'm a problem nobody solvin'.

[Intro]. Look. [Chorus]. I grew up in Streatham. Teachers was givin' man tests. Same time the mandem were givin' out testers.

Yo man, what you need? Yo uh, man, I need something, man. I need a twenty, man. What you got, man? I, I got this rope chain, man.

(Aê irmão). Sou da favela tou aqui Sabotage. Tem certos lugar ligeiro criminalidade. Eu to de pé bum não arrisco o pescoço é.

Oh-oh no, oh-oh no. Oh-oh no, oh-oh no. They said: Hey, girl, will you sit with me? Table in the back, Cafeteria C. We can be friends if you want to be.

Yuck, daddy. Yuck, daddy. Uh, cut the top off, call it Amber Rose. Just bought a big body, time to paint the toes. Known to act a donkey on the camel-toe.

Let's have some fun, this beat is sick. I wanna take a ride on your disco stick. Let's have some fun, this beat is sick.

Juntastes meus pedaços. Meu fardo meu fracasso levou sobre si. Fizestes meu passado mau. Naufragar no mar onde não se pode mais lembrar.

Bring the action. When you hear us in the club. You gotta turn the shit up. You gotta turn the shit up. You gotta turn the shit up. When we up in the club.

All I talk about is money. 'Cause that's all I know. I gotta a bad bitch in my Chevy. Sellin Miley Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo.

Se alguém. Já lhe deu a mão. E não pediu mais nada em troca. Pense bem, pois é um dia especial. Eu sei. Que não é sempre.

Sawed-off I eat those. These clothes they free though. Straight from the back of the Supreme store.

I see the bad moon a-risin'. I see trouble on the way. I see earthquakes and lightnin'. I see bad times today. Don't go around tonight.

Walk a mile in these Louboutins. But they don't wear these shits where I'm from. I'm not hating, I'm just telling you.

(Ricky Racks). Peek-a-boo, woo. Peek-a-boo. Uh, uh, play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh. Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh.

[Verse 1]. If everybody had an ocean. Across the U.S.A. Then everybody'd be surfin'. Like Californi-a. You'd see them wearing their baggies.

When I was young and stupid my love. Left to be a rock and roll star. He told me, "Please don't worry". Wise little smile that spoke so safely.

Said she tired of lil' money, need a big boy. Pull up twenty inch blades like I'm Lil' Troy. Now it's everybody flockin', need a decoy.

Road trippin' with my two favorite allies. Fully loaded, we got snacks and supplies. It's time to leave this town, it's time to steal away.

Alma de Cristo, santificai-me. Corpo de Cristo, salvai-me. Sangue de Cristo, inebriai-me. Água do lado de Cristo, lavai-me.