We goin, Tires smokin, Top down speedin outta control and The wind blows and it’s playin our song, One look in your eyes we gone Drownin in Perignon, Twin flames boy you my swan One touch from you and I’m on, Wanna feed on you from dusk til dawn Oooo Yeah, I’m rollin Oooo Yeah, Adorin Oooo Yeah, This is the dream Never wanna wake up, Please don’t ever leave Oooo Noo, I’m fallin Oooo Oohh, All in Oooo Ohhh, It’s outta control Addicted to this feelin baby, you can never go Oh no, I’ve come undone, We flyin Airforce one Cupid got a tommy gun and he’s airin shit out baby we can’t run Move fast, Mclaren, Too fast but I know you’re the one You want me to have your sons, Wanna get married right now shotgun Oooo Yeah, You rollin Oooo Yeah, You showed me Oooo Yeah, This feel like the lean Admit it to me baby u don’t have to be so mean Oooo Noo, You fallin Oooo Oohh, Stop stallin Oooo Ohhh, What’s it gonna be Can’t have no other hoes cos I don’t talk to Jolenes Oooo Yeah We rollin Oooo Yeah, Hand holdin Oooo Yeah, This is obscene Look so good together we should put it on screen Oooo Noo, We fallin Oooo Oohh, Skin on skin Oooo Ohhh, Our love overflows This shit feelin like a kiss from a rose Oooo Yeah We rollin Oooo Yeah, Hand holdin Oooo Yeah, This is obscene Look so good together we should put it on screen Oooo Noo, We fallin Oooo Oohh, Skin on skin Oooo Ohhh, Our love overflows Addicted to this feelin baby, you can never go

I need healing I need dealing I want to feel Not like I’m feeling (Aah- Ahh) I- Want to feel like I’m rolling, Throw it to me I’m open Throw it back at you slow motion til the screams escape from my throat (Ah) Total devotion, Veuve Clicquot we toasting Oceans of emotion, I’m overdosing I’m Jonesin, you can call me crazy bones Doing things I won’t condone, type of things to get you disowned Love it when I’m zoning, my body and soul you owning Don’t tell me I can’t I’m grown and I want to reap what I sow He needs a freak and I’m down to ride (Ride ride ride) When he pull up I be ready outside (Catch me outside) I’m your freak hands tied mouth wide (Ahhh) I’ll be whatever I’m your starry eyed bride (Ooooh) I’m a victim, I’m tripping Big pimping tables turned you got me simping No restrictions, downing you no sipping Drown in you no swimming I’m feeling like submitting Play with my money, that’s what you not gone do, Bitch Play with my money, that’s what you not gone do, Bitch Play with my money, that’s what you not gone do, Bitch Play with my money, that’s what you not gone do, Bitch He need a freak and I’m a fiend for the ride If he don’t pull up Bonnie turns on Clyde I’m your freak baby don’t leave my side I’m crazy about you don’t let Jekyll turn Hyde I play, I pray, All night, All day Don’t leave, baby stay stay stay On my knees, I’m down to pray I’m a fiend all I want to do is play Please baby stay stay stay Don’t play don’t play Stay Stay I pray You need a freak ooey gooey like slime (Oowee) You need a freak who ain’t afraid of the grime Put me away if loving you’s a crime Lock me up baby I’ll do the time You need a freak and I’m in my freak prime You need a freak, say the word, drop the dime Put me away, if loving you’s a crime Lock me up baby I’ll do the time Play with my money, that’s what you not gone do, Bitch Play with my money, that’s what you not gone do, Bitch Play with my money, that’s what you not gone do, Bitch Play with my money, that’s what you not gone do, Bitch Play with my money, that’s what you not gone do, Bitch Play with my money, that’s what you not gone do, Bitch Play with my money, that’s what you not gone do, Bitch Play with my money, that’s what you not gone do, Bitch

Sirens of the living. Serpents of the dead Memories of you of me Of us won’t leave my head Waves crash into rocks tuck me into sea I’m Scared of the deep but I let it take me Out to sea That’s where you left me You ran for the hills While I drowned in the dream Wind blows Uncovers what I know Worst part when you leave Is that you won’t go Free me You left but didn’t leave Leave me Take your swords, all three, Bleed me I cry Every day and night Tears drip form Stalactite I tried To get over you I tried Lie lie, if you don’t come back I’ll die Turn to- I Poured into you all of me Poured until I was empty Poured ‘til it was just poor me Let you swim, in me dripping We Used to be my everything My reign you ruled, the king of me We touch I get that oo feeling All along we’re just a fling You Used to love to soak in me Eyes that roamed all over me Now it’s just the memory of Oo You won’t Free me You left but didn’t leave Leave me Take your swords, all three, Bleed me I cry Every day and night Tears drip form Stalactite I tried To get over you I tried Lie lie, if you don’t come back I’ll die Turn to ICE …. ICE

When it is dark on a summer’s night, gather three long strands of ivy. Bring them into the chamber where one green candle is lit and twist the vines to fit into a wreath upon thy head. Then these words shall be said: Fire. Lust. Rage. Rush. Feelings crushed Inhale the dust Done is the deed The Freaks Unleashed Obey The Need Release The Beast. Half a tab of acid little baggie of cocaine First mistake was starting my night out with a bang Next mistake was mixing all that with champagne The Dom went down my throat like water down the drain Woah Wait We got to slow this train Not trying to end this night locked up A Doe, Jane Woah Wait I can’t stop the rain I feel the hunger and I’m about to play the games Oh no Four bottles of merlot I drank everything in the place and I’m about to go ghost Oh No I’m someone I don’t know Ungodly thoughts going through my head I’m about to do the most Oh No It’s about to be a show Bathroom break with two French hoes Four hundred lines of blow Here we go What’d you say, is that so? When I start committing violent acts Don’t dial 5150 (Oh) Drugs mix with the pain Feel it rushing through my veins I’m feeling like I need to go against the grain (Pop-Pop) I feel like Django need to pop out these chains Demons like Django they won’t be enslaved Demons released from a dark shallow grave And once I let them go I can’t be restrained Yeah, this bitch insane Actions inhumane Don’t complain I’m goin three hundred are YOU not entertained Oh no Four bottles of merlot I drank everything in the place and I’m about to go ghost Oh No I’m someone I don’t know Ungodly thoughts going through my head I’m about to do the most Oh No It’s about to be a show Bathroom break with two French hoes Four hundred lines of blow Here we go What’d you say, is that so? When I start committing violent acts Don’t dial 5150 (Oh) Oh No This hellcat won’t go slow Third level inferno Lambo wit the overdose doors I shouldn’t go but I’m on go Yngx17: No I shouldn’t go, but I wanna go I’m someone that you know But really know you don’t I’m high as a drone My heart is chrome bitch leave me alone I took two of these and got me some dome I’m high as a satellite cellular phone I’m at the ??? me and my twin Boy I been spilling this shit on the floor My wrist so cold it’s like zero below My diamond’s water go get you a boat My diamond’s water gone need an umbrella She took a line right up off the Beretta I’m getting chedda so I can go meta Poppin the ??? I think I’m Heath Ledger I took out the plug he don’t front me a petal Boy I’m a hustler I’ma go get it I’m takin this shit to a whole other level I’m committed, AA, I’m addicted Yng Seven My euphoria tell you a story of heaven Niggas boring I’m scoring like Jordan and Stegan Pour a Kobe in Shaq I’m not in a recession That’s an eighth in a thirty-two liter refreshment Oo Oh Oh Oh No This hellcat won’t go slow Oo Oh Oh Oh No Third level inferno Oo Oh Oh Oh No This hellcat won’t go slow Oo Oh Oh Oh No I shouldn’t go but I’m on go

OH SHIT! Oh Shit! Oh Shit Oh shit Niggas rushin, they pushin to the dance floor Bitches twerking with reckless abandon Drop it low, wine slow, get ratchet Throw ass to whoever’s catching Niggas runnin they gunnin for the dance floor All hands on deck when my shit on It’s hot, No thoughts, Basic Instinct Buss it wide, don’t care who sees me Sweat drips. Drips wet From my head, down my neck, to my chest Flesh pressed onto my flesh I’m flexin OG Bitch you Guessed Don’t breath. No rest. All eyes on me obsessed Call it relieving stress Walk up Grab me Say Less Niggas rushin, they pushin to the dance floor Bitches twerking with reckless abandon Dip it low, pick it up slow, get nasty Pretend it’s just Me and U like Cassie Niggas runnin, they gunnin for the dance floor All hands on deck when my shit’s on I bet you can get me bodied I’m Beyonce tonight I’m being naughty VERSE 2 Release. Detach Feral urges in me clash On the floor like I’m doin this for cash Oh shit I’m un-a-bashed I heave. I thrash Roll back. Throw ass Now that shit’s movin fast Oh shit I almost made it clap BRIDGE (Oh Shit!) Almost took your man (Oh Shit!) He wants to feel it in his hands (Oh Shit!) He can feel it in his pants Shutup bitch I don’t want your man (Oh Shit!) Almost took your man (Oh Shit!) A flirtation began (Oh Shit!) Hips don’t lie true romance Shutup bitch come get your mans TWO NIGGAS WRAPPED ROUND MY HIPS (Oh Shit) AND BOTH THEY WRISTS MATCH MY DRIP (I insist) TWO BITCHES SLUTTIN OUT LOCKIN LIPS (Kiss kiss) AND BOTH THEY NIGGAS DON’T TRIP (Oh Shit) TWO NIGGAS WRAPPED ROUND MY HIPS (Oh Shit) AND BOTH THEY WRISTS MATCH MY DRIP (I insist) TWO BITCHES SLUTTIN OUT LOCKIN LIPS (Kiss kiss) AND BOTH THEY NIGGAS DON’T TRIP (Oh Shit) Push. Smash. Reach. Trance. Strange hands. Command. I do what the beat demands Movin in sync, boy band Movements divinely planned Moves nasty should be banned Oh shit, I should get paid to dance OH SHIT! I SHOULD GET PAID TO DANCE Oh shit I should get paid to- I dip Do the splits Ride the ground toot my shit Get back up I’m too lit Get back down Stay too lit You see it, I’m that bitch, Extra, Lickin My Lips I can’t stop, No Veto, Ride this beat, Rodeo Peep Show. On Go. Ya’ll Should Throw Dough Grind Slow. Scrub Floor I should Go Pro Oh Shit I might quit Y’all should be throwing bands Oh Shit I might quit I should get paid to dance (Oh Shit!) I should get paid to dance (Oh Shit!) But I don’t do it for the bands (Oh Shit!) It’s like I’m made to dance (Oh Shit!) I just run it up cos I can (Oh Shit!) Here goes ur man (Oh Shit!) Tired that nigga out like the xans (Oh Shit!) Now I can feel it in his pants Shut up bitch now that’s my man