Boy look at you looking at me. I know you know how I feel. Loving you is hard, being here is harder. You take the wheel.

I'm gon' praise Him, praise Him 'til I'm gone. When the praises go up, the blessings come down. It seems like blessings keep falling in my lap.

[TIMON]. Hakuna matata! What a wonderful phrase! [PUMBAA]. Hakuna matata! Ain't no passing craze! [TIMON].

And this is how it starts. Take your shoes off in the back of my van. You share my shirt, looks so good. When it's just hangin' off your back.

Yeah. Straight up! Wrist lookin' like it been dipped. Dipped in that, dipped in that, dipped in that. Script lookin' like it been flipped.

Now that I have captured your attention. I wanna steal you for a rhythm intervention. Mr. TSA, I'm ready for inspection.

Tough girl in the fast lane. No time for love, no time for hate. No drama, no time for games. Tough girl whose soul aches. I come home, on my own.

CB on the beat. Perc', bitch. Wasted, GTA love, bitches wasted. Wasted, I'm on these drugs, I feel wasted. Wasted, get her off my mind when I'm wasted.

I don't like your little games. Don't like your tilted stage. The role you made me play. Of the fool, no, I don't like you. I don't like your perfect crime.

May you have auspiciousness and causes of success. May you have the confidence to always do your best. May you take no effort in your being generous.

(Tahj Money). (I bet my last track probably gave you lockjaw, hey, Lilkdubb). I think about you on the road when I tear down the booth.

Bandana wrapped-wrapped 'round your head. The bandana wrapped 'round your head. For niggas that's scared. Ain't nobody triller than me.

Whoa. Whoa, whoa. You runnin' 'round drinkin' liquor. Takin' pictures 'cause you miss me. (I know you miss me). You runnin' 'round drinkin' liquor.

[Produced by Swizz Beatz]. [Intro: Swizz Beatz, Kanye West & Jay-Z]. Uh. Right. Oh, oh. Right. One-two, one-two (Yeah). Ayy.

High in the video, fuck with me, hella raw. Raw got a little riddle, riddle, twerk for a star. Started from the (from the), like Christina, got a million.

And love is not the easy thing. The only baggage that you can bring. And love is not the easy thing. The only baggage you can bring.

My hands, your hands. Tied up like two ships. Drifting, weightless. Waves try to break it. I'd do anything to save it. Why is it so hard to say it?

Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib. This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake. No, we can't relate. Boys get Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib.

Members Only Vol. 2. Ayy, pick up the pace. Tell 'em why I ain't find no haze. Indeed I am ready, my outfit in vain.

( Só quero que esses cana sai do pé maluco, Porra, do que adianta se honesto, pa não te que fica passando perrengue ae.

Lighting stog after stog, choke on the smoke. They tell me to quit, don't listen what I'm told. Help me forget that this world is so cold.