I had a way then,
Loosing it all on my own.
I had a heart then,
But the queen has been overthrown.
And I'm not sleeping now,
The dark is to hard to beat.
And I'm not keeping now,
The strength i need to push me.
You show the lights that stop me turn to stone
You shine it when I'm alone
And so I tell myself that I'll be strong
And dreaming when they're gone
Cause they're calling, calling, calling me home.
Calling, calling, calling home.
You show the lights that stop me,
Turn to stone.
You shine it when I'm alone
Back up to back up in the mix like that,
And i know you like it when it's just like that.
All the girls just love my swag,
From the kicks to the way i fix my hat.
I'm back!
Fresh like some new J's.
Brodie got next NBA 2K.
I'm too paid!
Shaded with some ladies,
Reppin' my city,
West LA. baby.
West LA. made me this way,
Two rules,
Stay fresh, homie and get paid.
HEY!
Never broke and never bummy,
I'm from where it's forever sunny.
When i come around, round, round
They go: EVERYDAY I'M SHUFFELIN'
Yeah it's going down, down, down
They go: EVERYDAY I'M SHUFFELIN'
In the club party rock, looking for your girl?
She's on my jock, huh.
Non stop when we in the spot,
Booty move away like she's on the block.
Whoo, Where's the drinks? I got's to know,
Top jeans tattoo cause i'm rock and roll.
Half black, half white domino,
Gang of money out the door.
Yo! I'm runnin' through these hoes like Draino,
I got that dewilish flow, rock n' roll, no halo.
We party rock! Yeah thats the crew that i'm repping',
On the rise to the top no lead in our zeppelin.
You show the lights that stop me turn to stone,
You shine it when i'm alone.
And so I tell myself that i'll be strong,
And dreaming when they're gone.
Cause they're calling, calling, calling me home,
Calling, calling, calling home.
You show the lights thats stop me turn to stone,
You shine them when i'm alone.
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New cat with that oldschool feel,
Only new artist with a oldschool deal.
Tied to the game by Steve Lobell,
So we always win, dont recieve no L's.
New girls act like they know me so well,
But I shows no love and be like oh well.
When my album drops sure as hell gon' sell,
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Shawty in my ear,
Saying all the things I wanna hear.
Buzzin'!
And as the nights ends,
I'ma have her and get all her friends.
Buzzin'!
Okay, hands in the air,
From the back to the front everywhere.
Buzzin'!
Throwin' out 20's,
Throwin' out hundreds,
Ladies gotta love it.
Shake that!
Get up, get down.
Put your hands up to the sun.
Get up, get down.
Put your hands up to the sun.
(We party rock)
Get up, get down.
Put your hands up to the sun.
Put your hands up to the sun.
Put your hands up to the sun.
Get up
Get up
Get up
Get up
Get up
Get up
Get up
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Writer(s): Robert Charles Birch, Nicholas Edward James Hallam
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