feel so good, why you so mad?And I'm so

1: you almost had me fooledTold me that I

Uh-huhHey! Ya-huhHey! It's KeshaLet's do lights are off,

miss your soft lips, I miss your white sheetsI

watch and paper fanThrough the busy streets you held

uh-oh)D.U.I(Uh-oh, in Gotham, holiday glitzYoung guns and Hollywood,

upon a time, met the love of my lifeAnd

was halfway home when I woke up and hit

will you not just tell me you want me, biatch?

into my skullWith your malicious whisperIt hurts because it's

This song was one of the last songs I recorded for

Lyrics from Snippet 1-tryna uh, I paid for my couchAnd

caught me doin' some dumb shit againThat's what I

you a man? 'Cause I’m a bitchI'm already rich,

like to put on my dressI like to put

Nathaniel the back of the car, on the way

Ryan: There's something about this track. There's something about this artist.

goin' goin' down, I'm yellin' timberYou better

goin' down, I'm yellin' timberYou better move, you better danceLet's

we’re goin' hard, hard, h-h-h-hardJust like the world is our,