Everybody, c'mon This is where the party's at Everything that you been missing in your life You can find inside the song And that's all that really matters
the sun shine We'll stay in bed (Oh baby) You can't separate us We fit together I won't get nothing done of what I oughta do, It doesn't really matter
explain how you make me feel this way (oh i) Wanna be the pillow where you rest you head (and) anyplace you wanna go I'll take you there (it) don't matter what they say don't really
- Oh baby-cant do this to me baby- Just gotta get out-just gotta get right outta here- Nothing really matters, Anyone can see, Nothing really matters-,nothing really matters
up to me Doesn?t matter cause I?m over it now This is how it goes down This is how it goes down I?m gonna rage Stay out really late I?m gonna hang with
't ever fear nothing, I'm forever here. Hands up DJ, let let 'em hear [Chorus] If you're not really here Then the stars don't even matter I wanna be
mind they still got fed my nigas were comin up I was just breaking ground 15s in they trunk my trunk didn't make a sound it made a young niga really wanna
[Verse 1:] You ain't nothing like my last chick Matter of fact you got me hoping this relationship can last Ask no questions cause I feel like I been
Wrecka I'm a put on mo' money if were together [Hook: Z-Ro and Pimp C] [Verse 2:] My momma used to tell me 'bout these Really gayed ass bitches in these
nobody I will not hesitate, to put fo' in your body Don't get it twisted, I don't be rapping about smacking fellas to sell c.d.'s I'ma really lay my hands
I'm above em and behind em, killing em slow with perfect timing Bitch I always know where you at, your baby mama's On your block, it really don't matter
, I'll give him the blues Pull out my motherfucking, power pellet Roll up the doja, and I start to inhale it Now I'm feeling fine, I'm really feeling
out my bitch, I'm looking good Nothing but diamonds around neck and around my wrist, I'm looking good Doubles breasted tailor made, I'm 'Sacci'd down to the flo' And it don't matter
imbalances of the weed and cocaine, but it really Don't matter to society, a nigga that got no face and no name Deserving more, but I'ma mob until I ain't got nothing
twelve reasons, a whole street could be deceased Right when I was trying to change, fellas start playing games Brought me back to reality, my sanity's now insane I be busting for nothing
grabs [Z-Ro] Hell of a hustler, got to work my muscle got to be wondering around, in the streets Got to feet my feet, when I steel sweets on a solo creep, nothing
shake-or-shiver nothing never matters 'til it's shattered spluttered and covered splattered all over my ??? sha, sha, sha sha sha-doobie sometimes it's really
And I'm ready for love Yes I am People try to analyse They worry is it right But it really doesn't matter to me There's no reason when you really fall