youThis  is gonna be the best day of your life,

you got your own opinionsBut baby, I don't even

were lovers in a past lifeI can see it

nights last foreverMiami nights last foreverMiami nights last

Leigh-Anne, All, up in the morning feelin' like P.

think you got the best of meYou're sleepin' with

1: Taio could dream of ways to see youI

say can you seeThe bombs bursting in airGet off

the consequence of overloading on the truth?Everything stops and

of the gold has melted and turned to stoneSuch

into my skullWith your malicious whisperIt hurts because it's

the Champs-ÉlyséesI just wanna get, get, get in, with,

day I'm grindin'I don't even get a weekendI been

some freaks in the living room getting it onAnd

am in love with what we areNot what we

door cracked, we don't need a keyWe get in

on my best face to impress youConcerned with things

I just put my sweatpants on, fuck the worldAnd I don't

away from my windowLeave at your own chosen speedI'm

seemed so obvious that you were nothing like the