Don’t stop, no, I’ll never give up
And I’ll never look back, just hold your head up
And if it gets rough, it’s time to get rough
They keep saying:
Don’t stop, no one’s ever enough
I’ll never look up, never give up
And if it gets rough, it’s time to get rough
boy am drankin
am sanging
on the mic till my voice hoarse
then i fill the tub up halfway
den ride it wit my serfboarD
serfboarD
serfboarD
grainin on dat wood
grain-grainin on dat wood
i'm swervin on dat
swerve-swervin on dat big body
been serving allah dis
swerve-serfin all in dis good gooT
we be all night
and everythang oleright
no complaints
with my body so fluorescent unda these lights
boy am drankin
park it in my lot
seven eleven
i'm rubbin on it
rub-rubbin
if u scared
call dat reverend
bwoy am drankin
mah brain rite
armand de brigniac
ya gangsta wife
new sheets, he sweat it out
like wash rags, he wet it up
bwoy am drankin
sanging on dat mic till mah voice hoarse
den ah fill the tub up halfway
den ride it wit my serfbwoardT
serfbwoardT
grainin on dah wood
grainin grainin on dah wood
Baby putcha arms around meh
Tell meh I'm a problem
No I'm nawt the gyal you thought
You knew and thought yew wanted
Underneath a pretty face is somethin complicated I come wit ah side of trouble but I know that's why ya staying
Cuz ya no angell either babyyyyyy
You're ... No ... Angel eithaa babayy
