I want a jet black cadillac , everybody lookin back Checkin out my ride , trying to get inside But I go to fast , I make it last Never gonna get this
If you do grow Then you must know When you get so jive You only half alive Show me right now That you know how You can stand up Look in a mirror and
j'en perds le sommeil and my heart heart heart is so jet lagged heart heart heart is so jet lagged heart heart heart is so jet lagged so jet lagged Is so jet
(feat. Natasha Bedingfield) Ohhhhh ohhhhh (Go jet lag) What time is it where you are? I miss you more than anything Back at home you feel so far Waitin
the summer's leaving Hey yo, I'm something like the ? speaking I'm from the home of the gorillas in the jungle seeking To bring, my ? other, any time
it up Woo [Chorus] [Trey Songz Talking] Restaraunt (Check) Cinema (Check) On the hood (Check) Of The Car Countertop (Check) Balcony (Check) In the jet (Check) On the beach (Let go) [Drake] This that other
anyone with two cents would know I'm a hardcore player from he streets Rappin' bout hardcore topics over hardcore drum beats A little different than the average though Jet
Grab a glass and get what? Ask for some bubble so I can get 'em all wet I said I don't want trouble but she said wanna get busy 'Cause she dizzy so I said let's jet
in the restroom Young Money!... [Jennifer] You've got me and I could not defend it I tried but I had to surrender Your style got me under the spell Left me no other
s a 150 thou Yeah, that shit should add up to about 5.4 I be right back, I'm finna go get dressed Tell tha nigga to gas up tha jet [Chorus: T.I.] I stay
, you could have whatever you like I said, you could have whatever you like Yeah, late night sex so wet, it's so tight A gas of a jet for you tonight
in Cleveland, take a flight in the evening, be back in the morning, it must be the G man, and they hate when I brag, but I?m so fly I got permanent jet
's and your lambs up, your grams up Talkin bout buckin each other Probly fuckin each other D-Block dawg, we stuck with each other [Chorus x2] [Verse
mafia proses Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes This is the life, nigga that's the life I wouldn't have it any other way Yeah, gun play burning
nowhere, you got a good fight When I tell you one time that I was a shoeshine boy Every word I said, I meant But name me any other country You can start
[Chris Brown] I go by the name of Yung Chris Breezy Its hard to see me cuz Im fly as a plane And my swag is in 3-D I do this in my sleep In other words
Jet setter Go getter Nothing better Call me Mr. been there done that Top model chick to your every day hood rat Less than all but more than a few But