AM To PM (Spanglish Version) - Christina Milian

Windows down with a frown Ash on my jeans Been up eating beans These scenes keep on flashin' inside of my head But I'd rather be dead Got no bread Out of meds I can't find no tranquility Put me out of my misery Insomnia drivin' me mental, so I put it on a front like golds on my dental My lifes accidental At the drop of a pencil I might flash out and shoot every motherfucker while I'm drivin a rental Oh no don't tempt me I ain't slept in six weeks Haven't ate since wednesday God damn I'm empty I fall asleep but I don't want to rise out of bed Escape to my dreams I know some of them wet The sun shinin bright as I open my eyes and then close up the blinds and wish that I was dead Some people wanna call me a pussy Some people wanna call me a bitch Some people wanna tell me that it ain't that bad Lift up that chin I wonder what they'd say after I slice my wrists 2 slits I'm gone in the endless abyss One way street and i need a fucking lift If sleep is the cousin of death I guess me and $lick counting sheep until' we out of breath I mean shit Po-pourin' my emotions into a styrofoam cup Gulping it down til' I don't give a fuck

Du-du-du-du-du-du-du Mmm-mmm Tell me who do you think you see You're standing in your corner Looking out on me You think I'm so predictable Tell me who do you think I am? Looks can be deceiving Better guess again Tell me what you see When you look at me You're probably thinking that I want those things Cash, cars, diamond rings Thinking on my side the grass is green But you don't know where I have been I could be a wolf in disguise I could be an angel in your eyes Never judge a book by its cover I could be a crook or your lover I could be the one or the other If you'd look beneath, you'd discover You just don't know me Tell me who do you think you see You're standing in your corner Looking out on me You think I'm so predictable Tell me who do you think I am? Looks can be deceiving Better guess again Tell me what you see when you look at me Du-du-du-du-du-du-du Mmm-mmm You look at your neighbor Thinking, "What a guy" 'cause he's got a nine-to-five And I bet that you don't realize He stalks you while you sleep at night But you're scared of the homeless guy Think he's gonna wanna start up a fight Never judge a book by its cover I could be a crook or your lover I could be the one or the other (oh yeah) If you'd look beneath, you'd discover You just don't know me Tell me who do you think you see You're standing in your corner Looking out on me You think I'm so predictable Tell me who do you think I am Looks can be deceiving Better guess again Tell me what you see when you look at me Tell me who do you think you see You're standing in your corner Looking out (out) on me (on me) You think I'm so predictable Tell me who do you think I am? Looks can be deceiving Better guess again (again) Tell me what you see when you look at me Du-du-du-du-du-du-du Mmm-mmm, huh, huh Now tell me who do you think I am, huh You don't even know me What did you think about this? I could be a crook or your lover I could be the one or the other If you'd look beneath, you'd discover You just don't know me Tell me who do you think you see You're standing in your corner Looking out (out) on me (on me) You think I'm so predictable Tell me who do you think I am Looks can be deceiving Better guess again (again) Tell me what you see When you look at me Tell me who do you think you see You're standing in your corner Looking out on me You think I'm so predictable Tell me who do you think I am? Looks can be deceiving Better guess again (again) Tell me what you see when you look at me

Mama I'm in love with a hot girl, and they just don't get it They just don't get it Temperature's risin', her body yearnin', yeah we on that R. Kelly And then she tell me Let's start a fire, you'll be my lighter Baby I'll be your gasoline And they just don't get it Let's start a fire, watch the entire World as it opens up in flames And they just don't get it Let's start a fire Yeah, Mickey and Mallory Yeah, Bonnie and Clyde Thelma and Lil Weezy I'm like goodness gracious, great wall of China All we do is fuck all day, all mañana It's a cold world, I stay warm inside her Make her perspire, sweat, blood, and crying Goodness gracious, great God almighty She fuck me like a king, Stephen, Martin, Rodney We break all of monotony, baby we high commodity They just don't get it Let's start a fire, you'll be my lighter Baby I'll be your gasoline And they just don't get it Let's start a fire, watch the entire World as it opens up in flames And they just don't get it Let's start a fire Mama I'm in love with a hot girl, and they just don't get it They just don't get it Temperature's risin', her body yearnin', yeah we on that R. Kelly And then she tell me Let's start a fire Like goodness gracious, great balls of fire She ridin' me like a street car named Desire Stop, drop, roll, and shake what her mama gave her Clap that ass like the choir Oh, I run into my old thing I say bitch you broke my heart, but that's just growin' pains Trust me, she ain't nothin' but an old flame I threw water on that old flame, no more flames I'm so glad I'm out the dope game Cause now I got more time to burn in that pussy like some propane Now that pussy is my domain I know they just don't get it Let's start a fire, you'll be my lighter Baby I'll be your gasoline Let's start a fire, watch the entire World as it opens up in flames And they just don't get it Let's start a fire They just don't get it See we already, we already did it And now we on fire, we on fire It's me and you Just don't get it, we already, we already did it And now we on fire, we on fire, yeah Mama I'm in love with a a hot girl, and they just don't get it They just don't get it Baby I'll be your gasoline Fuck it, cause Mama I'm in love with a a hot girl And they just don't get it Fuck em', cause Mama I'm in love with a hot girl And they just don't get it Young Mula baby