[Dj Khaled] Ayo Game, what they do boy It's DJ Khaled I got my Black and Red Jordan Retro 6?s on I'm all about gettin' money I love glorifying my hard
[Chorus] I hope it's not too late for me Could you just wait for me a while Is it too late, too late? I hope it's not too late, too late (x2) I hope
[Lupe Fiasco:] Alarm clock said i'm too late And they said i'm too weak I could use a few weights So they said I took too long and don't look too strong
[Verse 1:] This one is for the boys with the boomin' system Top down, AC with the coolin' system When he come up in the club, he be blazin' up Got stacks
You've gotta a lotta lotta nerve Coming here when I'm still with him And I can't have you, it isn't fair Born March of '86, my birthday's coming And
I know that we are young and I know you may love me But I just can't be with you like this anymore, Alejandro She's got both hands in her pockets And
I met a girl in east LA In floral shorts as sweet as May She sang in eights in two barrio chords We fell in love, but not in court La-la-la, la, la,
Hoo, hoo, hoo (Love in the air) Hoo, hoo, hoo You got some very bad kids Hoo, hoo, hoo (Love in the air) Hoo, hoo, hoo You got some very bad kids Hoo
Oh, caught in a bad romance Oh, caught in a bad romance Rah, rah, ah, ah, ah Roma, roma, ma Gaga, ooh, la, la Want your bad romance Rah, rah, ah, ah
Beautiful, dirty dirty rich rich dirty dirty Beautiful dirty rich Dirty dirty rich dirty dirty rich beautiful Beautiful and dirty dirty rich rich dirty
if you comI died So many years ago But you can make me feel Like it isn't so And why you come to be with me I think I finally know mmm-mmm You'
Love is just a history that they may prove And when you're gone I'll tell them my religion's you When Punk-tius comes to kill the king upon his throne
Blueberry kisses, my lips they miss his, oh yeah Where did you go now? Where did you go? Blueberry kisses I told you baby, I'd love you maybe But you
Light me up put me on top, let's Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la, la, la Light me up put me on top, let's Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la, la, la The only place you'll wanna
It's too much a mess and a stress to figure out And too much pressure on us, babe Last night you took me to the mall And then it started to get physical
Silicone, saline, poison, inject me, baby I'm a free bitch I'm a free bitch Some girls won't dance to the beat of the track She won't walk away, but
I know that we are young And I know that you may love me But I just can't be with you like this anymore Alejandro Ohh.. She's got both hands In her
In your brown eyes I walked away In your brown eyes I couldn?t stay In your brown eyes you?ll watch her go Then turn the record on and wonder what went