I want a ball I want a party Pink macaroons and a million balloons And performing baboons and ... Give it to me Rrhh rhhh Now! I want the world I want the whole world I want to lock it all up in my pocket It's my bar of chocolate Give it to me Now! I want today I want tomorrow I want to wear 'em like braids in my hair And I don't want to share 'em I want a party with room fulls of laughter Ten thousand tons of ice cream And if I don't get the things I am after I'm going to scream! I want the works I want the whole works Presents and prizes and sweets and surprises Of all shapes and sizes And now Don't care how I want it now Don't care how I want it now

Do you know how lucky I feel I am To find a man who loves me, as I am You never try to change a single part of me You're easy to love, with those qualities An everyday you teach me more and more Inside me I wanta glow And every night you think of only me The way you keep me satisfied You do all the things I like I want ya, Oh I want ya so Do you want it right now Oh, I cant let go I want ya so bad, give me all you have I can show you now, do you want it right now You have a rare sensitivity I really believe you know how to feel I trust you with all my heart and soul You care to much too let me take control And every day you teach me more and more Inside me, I want to glow And every night you think of only me Oh you keep me satisified, you do all the things I like I want ya, Oh I want ya so Do you want it right now, Oh I can't let go I want you so bad, give me all you have I Can show you how, do you want it right now I want ya, I want ya so Do you want it right now, Oh I can't let go Want ya so bad, give me all you have I can show you how, do you want it right now Do you want it, want it right now baby Right now Do you want it, want it right now I can hear it from ya right now Do ya want it want it right now Right here, right now, right now, right now I want you screaming, screaming Everyday you teach me more and more Inside me I want to glow And every night you think of only me The way you keep me satisfied, you do all the things I like I want ya, oh I want ya so, I want it right now Oh can't let go, I want ya so bad give me all you have I can show you how, do you want it right now I want ya, I want ya so Do you want it right now, oh I can't let go I want ya so bad, give me all you have I can show you how... Fade

I'm tryna get you some hoe You better get you some dough You hate I'mma get some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo' I'm tryna get you some hoe You better get you some dough You hate I'mma get some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo' I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it I on't care about the cost I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it I on't care about the cost I used to sleep on the floor Now I can sleep with your hoe Now I can sleep with a couple bitches you'd never get to know I seen her I want her I got her Fucked her and don't know shit bout her I ain't even gotta say shit to the bitch and I fuck around and get some dough out her Stay down like a lowrider, now I might smoke a lil louder 200 Thou' when i slide up, bitch wanna fuck I ain't even gotta bribe her Made it out the hood I survived it, but I kept grinding' Thats why I still be shining, riding around in all these diamonds But hatin' just make me greater, I ain't gone chance I'mma get this paper All this sauce nigga all this flavor All these hundreds look at all these layers I make it look E like a layup Nigga weigh up I'mma stay up Nigga owe me bread better pay up Put this shit together nigga everything taylor I'm tryna get you some hoe You better get you some dough You hate I'mma get some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo' I'm tryna get you some hoe You better get you some dough You hate I'mma get some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo' I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it I on't care about the cost I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it I on't care about the cost If ever my [?] getting low My niggas pulled up they grabbing their masks Your girl looked out on the low She ain't fuckin you less she getting cash These niggas in the way bruh they gave em last I make a bitch go back to her ratchet past Drinkin' smokin' in the club when you don't think it's open Got you passin' out cause this weed is potent These Niggas start reppin' the gang These girls they look at his chain Always been a real nigga dawg that ain't gone change I'm tryna get you some hoe You better get you some dough You hate I'mma get some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo' I'm tryna get you some hoe You better get you some dough You hate I'mma get some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo' I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it I on't care about the cost I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it I on't care about the cost Fly as shit only, all these bitches on me These niggas ain't your homie Momma tried to warn me, you don't even know me how he fuck you want beef How you say you run this shit but you ain't even in the streets And You can't even peep game you can't even see I'm the realist nigga in it I'm an OG I'm Still tryna' count my cash I got in '03 Still riding looking for them niggas who owe me And fuck them dirty cops like a dirty thots I got some young niggas riding with them dirty mops And they'll clean you up find your crib clean you out Got a young nigga named Kobe take too many shots I'm tryna get you some hoe You better get you some dough You hate I'mma get some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo' I'm tryna get you some hoe You better get you some dough You hate I'mma get some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo' and some mo' I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it I on't care about the cost I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it I on't care about the cost

Не закрывай мне рот, я не буду кричать Я не буду кричать Здесь все наоборот, там, где мы по ночам Я не в силах молчать Музыка на сто, мы любим non-stop Тихо-тихо связь, между нами в микроскоп Скручиваем кэс, измеряй диапазо Тихий-тихий стон, в этот белый-белый стол В моих глазах туман, в глазах туман В глазах туман В этом клубе я сегодня одна, сегодня одна Сегодня одна... I want to dance now, dance now I want to dance now I want to dance now, dance now I want to dance now Я знаю твои губы наизусть Я медленно и нежно к ним прикоснусь Тебе не покажу, но тихо влюблюсь Я влюблюсь, в тебя я влюблюсь Музыка на сто, мы любим non-stop Тихо-тихо связь, между нами в микроскоп Скручиваем кэс, измеряй диапазон Тихий-тихий стон, в этот белый-белый стол В моих глазах туман, в глазах туман В глазах туман В этом клубе я сегодня одна, сегодня одна Сегодня одна... I want to dance now, dance now I want to dance now I want to dance now, dance now I want to dance now

Headed down south to the land of the pines I'm thumbin' my way into North Caroline Starin' up the road And pray to God I see headlights I made it down the coast in 17 hours Pickin' me a bouquet of dogwood flowers And I'm a hopin' for Raleigh I can see my baby tonight So rock me, mama, like a wagon wheel Rock me, mama, anyway you feel Hey, mama, rock me Rock me, mama, like the wind and the rain Rock me, mama, like a south-bound train Hey, mama, rock me Runnin' from the cold up in New England I was born to be a fiddler in an old-time string band My baby plays the guitar I pick a banjo now Oh, the North country winters keep a gettin' me now Lost my money playin' poker so I had to up and leave But I ain't turnin' back To livin' that old life no more So rock me, mama, like a wagon wheel Rock me, mama, anyway you feel Hey, mama, rock me Rock me, mama, like the wind and the rain Rock me, mama, like a south-bound train Hey, mama, rock me Walkin' to the south out of Roanoke I caught a trucker out of Philly Had a nice long toke But he's headed west from the Cumberland Gap To Johnson City, Tennessee And I gotta get a move on fit for the sun I hear my baby callin' my name And I know that she's the only one And if I die in Raleigh At least I will die free So rock me, mama, like a wagon wheel Rock me, mama, anyway you feel Hey, mama, rock me Rock me, mama, like the wind and the rain Rock me, mama, like a south-bound train Hey, mama, rock me

Two hobos on a railroad line I'm getting ready to go Pulling on a bottle of burgundy wine I'm getting ready to go Well, they couldn't hear that southbound whistle when The Dixie flyer burned around the bend And it punched their tickets for the promise land I'm getting ready to go Sweet home, loving Heaven, Heaven Sweet home, can't ya hear me singing low? Sweet home, lordy, I'll be traveling So throw the gates wide open 'Cause I'm getting ready to go Two magpies on a telephone wire I'm getting ready to go Singing to the corn like a Heavenly choir I'm getting ready to go Old farmer John must be sleeping sound They shucked that corn and passed it around But the old man's wife got her shotgun down I'm getting ready to go Sweet home, loving Heaven, Heaven Sweet home, can't ya hear me singing low? Sweet home, lordy, I'll be traveling So throw the gates wide open 'Cause I'm getting ready to go Listen here pal 'fore your road is run And your tightrope breaks in two It's a mighty big world you're standing on And it keeps going round without little old You know who Boodle-am boodle-am boodle-am boodle-am boo Toodle-am toodle-am toodle-am toodle-am too Shake a leg, shake a leg, shake a leg, shake a leg now Break a leg, drag a leg, shake a leg, grab a leg, break a leg, shake a leg now Well, it's so long, good luck, great to know you I'm getting ready to go May the Lord above take a liking to you I'm getting ready to go Well, it's a short life of trouble so don't make more When death comes creeping 'round your back door It don't knock twice brother that's for sure I'm getting ready to go Sweet home, loving Heaven, Heaven Sweet home, can't ya hear me singing low? Sweet home, lordy, I'll be traveling So throw the gates wide open 'Cause I'm getting ready to go Throw the gates wide open 'Cause I'm getting ready to go

I hear the crying of the hungry in the deserts where they're wandering; Hear them crying out for heaven's own benevolence upon them; Hear destructive power prevailing, I hear fools falsely hailing To the crooked wits of tyrants when they call. I hear them all I hear them all I hear them all I hear the sounds of tearing pages and the roar of burning paper; All the crimes and acquisitions turn to air and ash and vapor; And the rattle of the shackle far beyond emancipators; And the loneliest who gather in their stalls. I hear them all I hear them all I hear them all So while you sit and whistle Dixie with your money and your power, I can hear the flowers growing in the rubble of the towers. I hear leaders quit their lying. I hear babies quit their crying. I hear soldiers quit their dying, one and all. I hear them all I hear them all I hear them all I hear the tender words from Zion, I hear Noah's waterfall, Hear the gentle lamb of Judah sleeping at the feet of Buddha And the prophets from Elija to the old Paiute Wovoka Take their places at the table when they're called. I hear them all I hear them all I hear them all I hear them all I hear them all I hear them all I hear them all I hear them all I hear them all

Hush up, honey, don't you cry Things are gonna get better in the by-and-by And there ain't a thing for a poor man In this world Work through the winter, work through the spring Yeah plant my corn and taters and then it wouldn't rain And there ain't a thing for a poor man In this world Now I got down on my knees Lord I thought I'd pray Along come a great big flood Washed everything away And there ain't a thing for a poor man In this world Work through the winter, Lord, work through this fall All I got for Christmas was a pair of overalls And there ain't a thing for a poor man In this world Well I got down on my knees Looked up to the sky All I can think of is to ask the good Lord why And there ain't a thing for a poor man In this world Well hush up, honey, Lord don't get down You know that I love you every way around And there ain't a thing for a poor man In this world And there ain't a thing for a poor man In this world