I'm wakin' up in the morning Hustlin' to the stage and fuckin' performin' Bustlin' through the hate and bustin' the door in Lately nothing misses, I must
[Verse 1] Ii??m performin' tonight you know that shit gon' be packed Pay me in advance and make sure that iti??s exact My ex girli??ll probably show up
Cha, cha, cha Cha, cha, cha Cha, cha, cha When you're feelin' that you're movin' up Always someone tries to make you stop When you're filling, fillin
[Justin Timberlake:] I'm wakin, up in the morning Hustling to the stage and fuckin performin' Bustlin' through the hate and bustin' the door in Lately
Oh, it seemed forever stopped today All the lonely hearts in London Caught a plane and flew away And all the best women are married All the handsome men
Me with the floor show, kickin' with your torso Boys getting high and the girls even more so Wave your hands if you're not with the man Can I kick it
The lyric is recorded like this: Fuck the front door fuck the back fuck the good girls with the knack fuck the guverment until they fuck you back
Jet Life thats all playa, Fresh weed in a glass jar playa, Not the body Vampire Slayer, Pull up strings like a Guitar player, Dying Man, Body shaking,
I'ma winner, I'ma winner I'ma winner, I'ma winner I'ma winner in bed I'ma winner, I'ma winner I'ma winner, I'ma winner I'ma winner in bed When I get
I watch with open eyes Till it's time to take it all the way Hey, every day the game is ours to play Oh, tell me why there are no alibis 'Cause winner
Daddy lost the moon rock Only thing that we owned Only way to get out of poverty Born in a small room Then we lost everything Swallowed up in apathy
Me boiler's walking down the street High heels, lips of my beauty queen When I look her in the eyes I never tell no lies No, no, na, na, no Life took
It's the winning side And everyone's cheering for the winning side And the children leave their homes to join the winning side And when Jesus comes He
Baby, look here at me Have you ever seen me this way? I've been fumblin' for words Through the tears and the hurt and the pain I'm gonna lay it all out
Did you know when you woke up today that you were gonna sign your life away? And you don't even believe in the NRA, now your body might just stay: Now
Never could believe the things you do to me, Never could believe the way you are. Every day I bless the day that you got through to me, 'Cause baby, I
Could you see your way clear? And arrange your eyes away from mine Sorry, I'm here But you get paid, get paid to lie You get paid to smile Would you
Ya no quiero hablar de lo que vivimos Aunque duela hoy eso ya paso Todo lo aposte tu hiciste lo mismo No hay mas que decir este es el fin Solo hay un