I know you're tired of loving. Just grab somebody, no leaving. No!. I know you're tired of loving, of loving. . With nobody to love, nobody, nobody. So just grab somebody, no leaving this party.
I know you're tired of loving, of loving. With nobody to love, nobody, nobody. So just grab somebody, no leaving this party. With nobody to love, nobody, nobody.
ft. CyHi Da Prynce. . I got a house on the hill right next to Jay-Z. And girl I'm trying to put you in it. I want lay your body down on the California king.
Diamonds, and dust. Poor man last, rich man first. Lamborghinis, caviar. Dry martini, Shangi-La. . I've got a burnin' feelin'. Deep inside of me. It's yearnin'.
Look how the ruts cling to my footsteps. The fatal invisible tool, by which we define. We fight for our approval. And fear our removal from the safety of fools.
(Young, Young, Scott). . Diamonds and dust. Poor man last, rich man first. Lambourginis, caviar. Dry martinis, Shangri-la. I got a burning feeling. Deep inside of me.