(I wanna see you work for me, work out for me) Hey, we got a good thing Don't know if I'ma see you again But is that a good thing? Cause girl I can't
[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
Woah woah woah woah woah I'm in love with Juda-as, Juda-as Woah woah woah woah woah I'm in love with Juda-as, Juda-as Judas Juda-ah-ah, Judas Juda-ah
There ain't no reason you and me should be alone Tonight, yeah baby, tonight, yeah baby But I got a reason that you-hoo should take me home tonight I
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
You have got a wild side You're an animal tonight I see that you are my type Wild like a tiger hunting the prey We'll keep the neighbours up all night
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
Lalalala Now ew aw But it's not the time To put around, and to play around Let the beat sink Let it make you sick I'm sorry cause I'm to late Oh maybe
I grew up in New York City Since I was born on Broadway, baby Moved downtown when I was just nineteen To start a new life on the New York scene There
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