Don't say it's over Don't say we're through Don't say good-bye Baby don't say it Don't say you're done Don't say no more Don't say you're leaving Baby
A bottle of Rose? Okay, let's get it now I'm with a bad bitch, he's with his friends I don't say hi, I say keys to the Benz Keys to the Benz, keys to
it It's over 'fore you finish, sorry bro, this road we end it Won't give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business Yeah, I guess, life is a bitch, ain't it
same, might spit-talk to it Then "Change The Game", might Crip-Walk to it But never Harlem shake it, Harlem make it, Harlem break it Dawg, I ain't hardly
few weeks it's a bigger size ring Carats ain't nuttin when the cabbage ain't nuttin I got habits like goin to Paris I ain't frontin You can never need
a great white Need I say great white, heavy as killer whales I cannot believe this, who knew it came in bails? Who knew it came with jail, who knew it
world one day, I would pay it back Say it on tape and lay it, record it so that one day I could play it back But I don't even know if I believe it when
, go get a towel you're stomachs curling? Or maybe you do, but if I'm embarrassing me I'm embarrassing you, and don't you dare say it isn't true As long
shakin? it all night And wonder why you can't find mister right Wrong, wrong, wrong Girl, you are wrong, wrong, wrong It's got to be, you don't know
it up, turn it up, turn it up... Subelo al maximo Daddy Yankee a turn it up, turn it up... Subelo al maximo S Peezy a turn it up,bomb it up, blaze it
to say just in case he question her "Situations will arise, but you gotta be smart about it" No matter what you do, don't talk about us Don't give him
know that i'ma come and i'ma run them off you know it ain't a secret bitch you fucking with a boss bring me a bottle it don't matter what it
taking Watch me take it! [Drake - Chorus] All I care about is money and the city that I'm from I'ma sip until I feel it, I'ma smoke it till it's done And I don't
you could buy me a bottle of Rose'? Okay, lets get it now I'm with a bad bitch he's with his friends I don't say "Hi", I say "Keys to the Benz" Keys to
looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice
wall It reminds me that it's not so bad It's not so bad Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote I hope you have the chance, I ain't mad I just think it
