[Chorus]
Here’s an invitation to the whole wide world
From your brother to your sister to your best friend’s girl
Can’t excuse it
No excuses
Everybody get stupid
Unpredictable, erratic
Never stuck in static
Once you get it then you won’t let go
Don’t call it foolish
I say it’s coolish
Everybody get stupid
MJ thriller
Outta control
Keep ’em guessing like Riddler
Edward Nigma
But it’s not that hard to find
It’s all about you
[Pre-Chorus]
Let’s not complicate it
Trouble making
What’s the point if you can celebrate? Don’t bring that bad day with ya’
Leave it at the door
It’s a cold blooded killer
Take it out for sure
Take a look at it nine to five
That’s what we gon’ do
[Pre-Chorus]
Let’s not complicate it
Trouble making
What’s the point if you can’t celebrate? Let the good times multiply
Just me and you, yeah
Gonna tell ya’ now
Let me tell ya’ now
Let me tell ya’ now
Wow! Let the good times multiply
Just me and you, yeah
Gonna tell ya now
Let me tell ya now
Let me tell ya now
Wow
[Chorus]
Here’s an invitation to the whole wide world
From your brother to your sister to your best friend’s girl
Can’t excuse it
No excuses
Everybody get stupid
Unpredictable erratic
Never stuck in static
Once you get it then you won’t let go
Don’t call it foolish
I say it’s coolish
Everybody get stupid
If you got money in your pocket
It don’t mean nothing
If you ain’t where it is
If you ain’t where it is
If you ain’t got a mister
I’ll dance with ya til it’s late
Let ’em in
Til it’s late let ’em in
Til it’s late
Oh til it’s late
Til it’s late
[Chorus]
Here’s an invitation to the whole wide world
From your brother to your sister to your best friend’s girl
Can’t excuse it
No excuses
Everybody get stupid
Unpredictable, erratic
Never stuck in static
Once you get it then you won’t let go
Don’t call it foolish
I say it’s coolish
Everybody get stupid
(Everybody get stupid)

Could this be love? Could this be love? I can’t getcha out of my mind
Could this, could this be love? Should it be, could it be, help me solve this mystery
Could this be love? We ain’t spent a minute apart since the day we said hello
I adore your conversation and your vibe’s so sensual
Are you feelin’ my connection, I just wanna know
[Chorus]
Could this be love? Your touch gives me butterflies
Could this be love? [Bridge]
Boy you got me thinkin’ I’m in love with you-puh
Still I’m wonderin’ if you feel it too
Boy you got me thinkin’ I’m in love with you-puh
Still I’m wonderin’ if you feel it too
Boy you got me thinkin’ I’m in love with you-puh
Still I’m wonderin’ if you feel it
My heart just skips a beat whenever I’m with you
[Chorus]
Could this be love? [Intro]
Yeah
Could this, could this
Could it be? Your touch gives me butterflies
Could this be love? Do you think I’m that person that you watch on T.V.? I can’t getcha out of my mind (oh)
Could this be love? Should it be, could it be, help me solve this mystery
Could this be love? Could this be love? I can’t getcha out of my mind
Could this be love? Could this be love? Your touch gives me butterflies
Could this be love? I can’t getcha out of my mind
Could this be love? [Outro]
Boy you got me thinkin’ I’m in love with you-puh
Still I’m wonderin’ if you feel it too
Boy you got me thinkin’ I’m in love with you-puh
Still I’m wonderin’ if you feel it too
Boy you got me thinkin’ I’m in love with you-puh
Still I’m wonderin’ if you feel it
My heart just skips a beat whenever I’m with you
Yeah
[Interlude]
When you look at me
Do you want me
Just for what you see? Should it be (yeah), could it be (yeah), help me solve this mystery
(Should it be love?)
Could this be love? I can’t getcha out of my mind
Could this be love? Could this be love? Your touch gives me butterflies
(I wanna know) could this be love? Should it be, could it be, help me solve this mystery
Could this be love? There’s another side
That I don’t hide
But may never show
Damita Jo
Thank you [Verse 2]
Got me holdin’ on for dear life, thinkin’ if I move or lose
‘Cause I’m feelin’ so lightheaded from the freaky shit you do
Has to be an explanation, what is good but I’ve confused
Fantasy or reality? Could this be love? Your touch gives me butterflies
Could this be love? No, I don’t have a clue
[Chorus]
Could this be love? Could this, could this
Could be, yeah, listen
[Verse 1]
Do you think there’s something funny about this scenario? Should it be (uh), could it be, help me solve this mystery
Could this be love?

And my niggas got that money standing five four
My money standing six four, I’m in a six four with the loads
Crip, Crip, Crip Crip Crip Crip Crip, Crip, Crip, Crip
Crip, Crip, Crip Crip Crip Crip Crip, bitch [Intro]
Hah, hah, check it (word)
Hah hah hah (yeah yeah yeah), check it
(Yeah, yeah) hah, hah (yeah yeah yeah)
Hah (Bloc), hah (whoa), hah (word)
[Verse]
These niggas after me
I got them shooters on balconies
I’m gettin’ head from a bitch and she Japanese (word)
Niggas they talkin’, I’m loadin’ and clappin’ these
Loadin’ and clappin’ these pistols (pistols)
You are not an automatic hitter (a hitter)
Really you an automatic misser
Fuck it, I’ma automatic get you (huh?)
Smack a nigga ass with the pistol (pistol)
Pop a nigga ass like a pimple (a pimple)
Store-store-store run, get the gun (store run)
Up the Tommy, take his funds (he gone)
Take the hundreds leave the ones
For the strippers nigga (for the strippers)
I got an SK with a shank, that’s the tipper nigga (that’s the tipper)
Beat a nigga, sweep a nigga
We don’t need them niggas (fuck ’em)
I don’t think you niggas ’bout nothin’ (word)
When I see you in the street (huh?), you ain’t even got a gun
Askin’ niggas for money (word), nigga you ain’t got no funds
You know I do it B-I-G, you can call me Big Pun (yeah yeah yeah)
But I don’t smoke no pom-poms
Run up, get done up (word)
My clip is so heavy, I can’t hold my arm up (my arm up)
Y’all niggas faker than warmups (warmups)
I got the bread like a farmer (I-I-I-I)
Shoot like I’m Mario Chalmers (Chalmers)
Workin’ my wrist, fuck my arm up (fuck my arm up)
I feel like Nash on the Suns, Mario chasin’ them corn
You dancin’, we pull up with guns, I’m 700, you done (Crip, Crip)
Got my hitters in the front like a radiator
Using big words so you know they annihilate you
I’m in her mouth like Now & Laters, bitch I got all flavors
Bring that shit back, no turntable
Multiply that like times tables
We ain’t got time for that
If you really want a crease, use the iron for that
Now a nigga need a piece of his spinal back
In a line of MAC’s
Ke-ke-keep that, keep that iron for that
If it’s an altercation, nigga we use nines for that
We don’t do conversations, baby we don’t got time for that
We ain’t got time for that, we ain’t got time for that
[Outro]
(Hey, wait)
We gon’ do the ad-libs
(Hey, wait)
Tay, told ’em go’n do the ad-libs
Klay, I got your bitch callin’ me a, bae
And I really don’t know what to, say
I want her head like some motherfuckin’ braids
And you know I’m finna, ayy, ayy, ayy
And I made this beat, ayy
Got your bitch and she in the sheets, ayy
And we turnt up in the studio
Track nation, yeah we live in this fuckin’ ho
I got your bitch, she tryna book me for a fuckin’ show
She gon’ make you pay for it, and you already know
Bitch, I’m live
Like Channel Five
I just put ’bout a three five
In a blunt, now I’m so fuckin’ high
To the sky though
Nigga askin’ me these questions, I’m like why though?

[Intro]
Always strive and prosper
Praying that I Iose, homie I’m too smooth
Always strive and prosper
Praying that I Iose, homie I’m too smooth
Always strive and prosper
(It’s a new day)
Praying that I Iose, homie I’m too smooth
Always strive and prosper
(But it’s a new day)
Praying that I Iose, homie I’m too smooth
Always strive and prosper
(It’s a new day)
Be praying that I Iose, homie I’m too smooth
Always strive and prosper
(It’s a new day)
He be praying I that Iose, homie I’m too smooth
Always strive and prosper
(It’s a new day)
See they praying that I lose, homie I’m too smooth
[Chorus]
‘Member times I was broke, now I’m getting that bag
‘Member times I was broke, now I’m getting that bag
‘Member times I was broke, now I’m getting that bag
See I ‘member times I was broke, now that nigga chasing that bag
[Verse 1]
2017, 2018, they brag about hoes I had
Coming through, stunting through look like a nigga dad
Foreign bitches pull up, type of bitch a nigga wish he had
Looking in the mirror, vision getting clearer, I see why you mad
Chickens coming in, they gotta go
She ain’t fucking, then she gotta go
Wanna see me drown, gotta float
Best believe I get it by the boat
Thirsty bitches wanna sit up in it
Have ya’ bitch and she be licking in it
Car so big, she wanna get up in it
Tell that bitch to chill and she still catching feelings
‘Magine how I fucking really feel
How a nigga really got a deal
‘Magine how that shit could really feel
And ‘magine how that shit could really change
‘Magine nigga taking over the game
Smoking gas nigga, burning propane
We’ll see niggas switch up, I’m the same
Coming through rocking [?] or [?]
[Chorus]
‘Member times I was broke, now I’m getting that bag
‘Member times I was broke, now I’m getting that bag
‘Member times I was broke, now I’m getting that bag
See I ‘member times I was broke, now that nigga chasing that bag
[Verse 2]
I pull up on your block in that Bim’ with the top missing
Reminiscing ’bout the times when I was on that block pitching
If them niggas talking reckless, tell them niggas stop bitching
I send my hitters on a mission, bet them niggas handle business
I’m cruising down [Lex?] with my shorties
I jump out the coupe with the 40
You know a nigga looking sporty
That’s why these bitches adore me
Busting down a fucking whole brick
You ain’t never load a whole clip
Who the fuck you think you fucking with? Choppa when a nigga spit it
Target when a nigga hit it
And they automatic get it
Catch a nigga fucking slipping
Any nigga fucking get it
Better fucking pay attention
Nigga fucking handle business
Young nigga from the trenches
[Interlude]
They told me I would never ever prosper
They told me I would never ever prosper
They told me I would never ever prosper
Huh, now the nigga chasing that bag
[Chorus]
‘Member times I was broke, now I’m getting that bag
‘Member times I was broke, now I’m getting that bag
‘Member times I was broke, now I’m getting that bag
See I ‘member times I was broke, now that nigga chasing that bag

[Verse 1]
I can’t seem to find my peace of mind
But lately I still tell myself [?]
And I couldn’t ask for more
The first time, not the last time I saw you
Yeah, I would hold you closer but I don’t
The more I pull, the more you let go
I can’t say you be the same
The first time, not the last time I saw you
[Chorus]
So I hold you too close
I had to go, now it’s your move
Oh Lord, I’ve been on fire lately
And it’s the way that you move
You wear my pride from your head to your shoes
Oh Lord, I’ve been on fire lately
[Verse 2]
Oh, I can’t stop looking down at my phone
Keep you on, that’s all I’ve ever known
Well, I fucked up, that much is true
The last time, not the first time I saw you
Well, tell me something I don’t already know, yeah
Love your [?] from your fingers to your toes, yeah
I’ve been trippin’, I’ve been high, I’ve been low, yeah
The way you’re talking really got me confused
How close am I to losing you right now? [Chorus]
So I hold you too close
I had to go, now it’s your move
Oh Lord, I’ve been on fire lately
It’s the way that you move
You wear my pride from your head to your shoes
Oh Lord, I’ve been on fire lately
[Bridge]
Oh, tell me that you’re never gonna leave me
You fuck it up, you make it look easy
I can’t lie, you fooled me one too many times
Well, tell me that you’re always gonna be around
My pride is lost but my love is found
[Chorus]
I won’t hold you too close
I had to go, now it’s your move
Oh Lord, I’ve been on fire lately
And it’s the way that you move
You wear my pride from your head to your shoes
Oh Lord, I’ve been on fire lately
Oh Lord, I’ve been on fire lately
Oh Lord, I’ve been on fire lately
Oh Lord, I’ve been on fire lately
Oh Lord, I’ve been on fire lately

[Intro: Chad Mac]
Here’s a little story that must be told
About a good ol’boy that got put on hold
They tried to hold me back from fortune and fame
But real country boys stay true to the game
[Verse 1: Chad Mac]
Yeah,Chad Mac in the place
And this is for the jacked up trucks with the bass
And the mud grip tires
They tried to stomp me out but I’m hotter than a bomb fire every Time I drink my 90 proof
My deer blind judging Crew with DJ Booth
This is how we party in the woods
So call up your folks and tell ’em it’s all good
[Chorus]
Turn up the radio we got the beer iced down
The moon is shining so pass it around
Tell ya friends and ya family that its all good
‘Cause this is how we do it when we party in the woods
[Verse 2: Afroman]
Afroman growing weed like a hippy
Party in the woods when I’m in Mississippi
I told Chad Mac my Cadillac might get stuck
Pick me up in the truck he came from the back wood to my back hood
(I got my pedal to the metal and the 4Wheels riding its all good)
Listen to the mutters water splashing out the gutters
[Chorus]
Turn up the radio we got the beer iced down
The moon is shining so pass it around
Tell ya friends and ya family that its all good
‘Cause this is how we do it when we party in the woods
[Verse 3: Chad Mac]
This is how we do it in the sticks
Just some good ol’ boys on that down south shit
If your country than you feel it
We party in the woods cause we all bout that real tree
Mudzillas on my shit cause they bite well
High beams cutting trails like a white tail
This how we partying so call up your folks and tell ’em it’s all good
[Chorus]
Turn up the radio we got the beer iced down
The moon is shining so pass it around
Tell ya friends and ya family that its all good
‘Cause this is how we do it when we party in the woods
[Verse 4: Afroman]
I was born in LA raised (Palmdale) from the west coast where raps came with me, don’t sell
“Well” i went down south with a colt 45 and a blunt in my mouth
After sippin’ Bacardi started spittin’ up the stupid all brickless part My grass roots stands from the woods of old grow
Help me take the shit off the stove
[Chorus]
Turn up the radio we got the beer iced down
The moon is shining so pass it around
Tell ya friends and ya family that its all good
‘Cause this is how we do it when we party in the woods

Sunshine
Rihanna, where you at? A vision on a magazine
That’s when I’ll be there
It’s something we both share
Because
[Hook: Chris Brown]
When the sun shine, we’ll shine together
You know I’ll be here forever
Although it’s a lot of rain outside
Girl, it’s getting late, and you can stay the night
But you can dip out anytime whenever
I can call a car, I ain’t tryna stress ya
I’m looking for the one with the glass slipper
Baby girl you can be my Cinderella ella, ella, eh, eh, eh
You can be my Cinderella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh
You can be my Cinderella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh
You can be my Cinderella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
[Bridge: Rihanna & Chris Brown, Both]
You can run into my arms
It’s okay don’t be alarmed
Come into me
There’s no distance in between our love
So go on and say my name some more
I’ll be all you need and more (ah… you ready?)
Because
[Hook: Rihanna & Chris Brown]
When the sun shines, we’ll shine together
Told you I’ll be here forever
Said I’ll always be a friend
Took an oath, I’mna stick it out till the end
But you can dip out anytime whenever
I can call a car I ain’t tryna stress ya
I’m looking for the one with the glass slipper
Baby girl, you can be my Cinderella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh
Under my umbrella ella, ella, eh, eh, eh
You can be my Cinderella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh
Under my umbrella ella, ella, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
[Outro: Rihanna + (Chris Brown)]
It’s raining (rainin’)
Ooh baby it’s raining (rainin’)
Baby come into me (oh)
Come into me
It’s raining (Rihanna)
Oh baby it’s raining (Rihanna)
You can always come into me
Come into me Uh huh, uh huh (yeah, Rihanna)
(Chris Brown)
Uh huh, uh huh (Good girl gone bad)
Uh huh, uh huh (Take three… Action)
Uh huh, uh huh (HOV)
[Verse 1: Jay-Z]
No clouds in my stones
Let it rain, I hydroplane in the bank
Coming down with the Dow Jones
When the clouds come, we gone
We Roc-A-Fella
We fly higher than weather
In G5’s or better
You know me
In anticipation for precipitation
Stack chips for the rainy day
Jay—Rain Man is back
With little Ms. [Verse 2: Rihanna]
You have my heart
And we’ll never be worlds apart
Maybe in magazines
But you’ll still be my star
Baby, ‘cause in the dark
You can’t see shiny cars
And that’s when you need me there
With you I’ll always share
Because
[Hook: Rihanna]
When the sun shine, we shine together
Told you I’ll be here forever
Said I’ll always be your friend
Took an oath, I’ma stick it out to the end
Now that it’s raining more than ever
Know that we’ll still have each other
You can stand under my umbrella
You can stand under my umbrella
(Ella, ella, eh, eh, eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella, ella, eh, eh, eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella, ella, eh, eh, eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella, ella, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh)
[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
You’re becoming a dream to me
A fairytale fantasy
Nothing can never compare
An image to my memory
Girl, I’m asking, could you be my queen? [Intro: Jay-Z & Chris Brown]
REMIX!!!

I was God’s favorite customer
But now I’m in trouble
[Post-Chorus]
Speak to me
Won’t you speak, sweet angel? I need some company
I swear, just one more night longer [Verse 1]
Another night on the straits
All bug-eyed and babbling
Out on the corner
Of 7th and 8th
I’m in the business of living
Yeah, that’s something I’d say
All I need is a new friend
I’m only five blocks away
[Chorus]
Speak to me
Won’t you speak, sweet angel? Don’t you remember me? Don’t you remember me? I was God’s favorite customer
[Verse 2]
Beware the man who has everything
Everything that he wants
You can spot him from a mile away
In his gold chain and only one pair of socks
I’m out here testing the maxim
That all good things have to stop
The bar closes at 5
But the big man is just opening shop
[Chorus]
Speak to me
Won’t you speak, sweet angel?

I know the essence of your togetherness
Is so divine
Well, it sends an air of happiness to my soul
And my mind
I know the way your eyes caress me
The look of love on your face
Sends me to a new dimension
Keeps me spinning way out in space
Well, it’s love, it’s love, it’s not my imagination
How else can I explain the phenomenon
What a sensation from this wonderful creation
Oh, baby, you’re the music I hear
It’s the sound of your voice
Darling, you’re my rhapsody
My rhapsody
The essence of your togetherness
Really, really turns me on
Even in a crowd of people
You and me can really be alone
Oh, baby, we’re so together, darling
If you only knew
I’d give my life for you
Oh, baby, it’s love, it’s love
It’s not my imagination
How else can I explain the phenomenon
Of sensation from this wonderful creation? You’re the music I hear
It’s the sound of your voice
You’re my rhapsody
If you only knew
I’d give my life for you