it happened to you Playin' my records, keep dancin' all night Leave me alone for a while 'Till Johnny's dancin' with me I've got no reason to smile It's my party
that ain't classy You want it you need it I got it you want you need it I got it , cause this is how its going down , you want it you need it i got it
my Denali hit Outfit is four thousand and better The rhinestones in my flintstones look crazy in my sweater Pah, it's not a big fairy tale that's my M
Just make it clap, just make it clap Just make it clap, just make it clap Just make it clap, just make it clap Just make it clap, just make it clap
chick around You want it, it's fire, I got it, that fire So I might ignite ya, it's fire, it's fire I burn it down on stage, I make it hot 'Til the
record man told me so You'll never get it on the radio Why they tryin' to complicate The simple music that we make Oh, 'cause if it moves my soul I'm
the world that you can deny my method As my record rotates,my words get more impressive I'm an M.C., Evil's my Dj on Sire Records not M.C.A. C.B.S.,Capitol
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
My heartbeat's kickin' like a saturday movie Some say it's def,some say it's groovy I say it's fly,you know why? Because it's spoken by the brother,whose
But this record is for radio s-t-e-r-e-o It not to be banned or for some underground mix show My hearts in my pen every time I begin Sometimes my lyrics
Syndicate We gotta do it like the alphabet and a-b-c ya Yeah [ Everlast ] Everlast Everlast in full effect Where's my gold record? Where's my record? Where's my record
bottles lets do it up now Celebrate it! Celebrate it! It?s a holiday nigga I made it! Celebrate it! Celebrate it! It?s a holiday nigga I made it! Verse
I go in my pocket I pull out a lot, [Chorus] [Verse 2: Drake] Look I don't ever drink no... unless it's cold, And if it's an exclusive I got it for
