, let's lose control! Chorus: Oh, let's not think about tomorrow, tonight! Let's just live the moment! Oh, let's not think about tomorrow, tonight! Let's
s Loon) [Verse 2 - Loon] Uh, check it out yo, check it out now Why's you all on me, friends is all on me Pissy drunks spillin alcohol on me Tried to
waitin' for Let's do it, do it, do it This is a Bad Boy, Flipmode collaboration Come on, shake ya ass Come on, watch yourself Okay, I'm the man Let's
from me Ain't shit funny, shake it, honey Take it money, now let's get it Let's get it Let's get it Let's get it
They want it, I got it, damn right I'ma flaunt it Do anything you want, just don't get up on it Them O.G.'s raised, you know them streets made me Equipped
at home Tonight you won't be alone It's all about you girl And me girl You can take off tomorrow Tonight we rollin' five star It's all on you girl What it
but not least, grant somebody last wish. It's been a couple months since I've single so... You can call me Travis Claus minus the ho ho. Hehe, get it,
but not least grant somebody their last wish It's been a couple months since I've single so You can call me Travie Claus minus the Ho Hos Get it I'd
on his diligent's. Then I'll compliment him on his political etiquette Toss a couple million in the air just for the heck of it But keep the fives, twentys
on my tour let me hit it on the road Let me hit it on the road Let me hit it on the road Let me hit it on the road Let me hit it on the road [x2] Just
ain't no Cinderella when she's gettin' undressed 'Cause she rocks it like the naughty wicked witch of the west Far too pretty to be givin' it cheap That's why she's
m gonna party [Chorus - Big & Rich] Like it's my last yee haw! Gonna let it hang out! Like it's my last yee haw! Gonna scream and shout! Like it's my
kicked But now he's married And he kicks his wife's ass Says it comes from problems That he had in the past Doesn't like blacks Claims he's upper class
homeboy Ken Gee put me up the track Told me E's rollin' Villain - BJ's got the sack Bruce is a giant - Nat C's clockin' Dough Be bop's a pimp. My old
to keep ya eyes on Yo who the don, who plays it all night long? 50 mill strong, Handle like napalm. Word is bond Who get it on when it's time to
chance to live And the O.G.'s got something to give That's love, black on black, that's how they made it And if any busters flip, they get faded L.A.