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Aye
Scotch’d up

Don’t stop…
Don’t…

Don’t stop believin’
Don’t stop

Good girl, bad city
Is it real life?
Drop it low, work it back
Booty had me like
Don’t stop
Aye, she keep it workin’
She keep gettin’paid
If she keeps it goin’, she twerkin’
She like
Don’t stop
On that mighty flow, man
You gotta get it
When she drippin’ low
On the floor
I just told her
Don’t stop
Yeah, keep it movin’
Imma keep it filmin’
Imma keep on shootin’
Like I’m the director
I’m wreckin’ sets
Imma do it off the brain
Maybe I got this flame
I just keep it flowin’, Citizen Kane
Like I got that flow
Am I God? I gotta know
Man, I’ll be like Jessie J
I’m droppin’ hoes like dominos
But I’ll be home
Flippin’ off the brain
Goin’ insane, instincts
If you wanna work it back
We can go and flip this
Party girl
Now she listenin’ to Steve Aoki
Put a cake in my face
Then we hit up Karaoke like

Don’t stop believin’
Hold on to that feelin’
Streetlights, people
Don’t stop believin’
(I said, “Don’t stop believin’.”)
Hold on
Streetlights, people

Yeah
Uh huh
Okay

Don’t stop believin’
Don’t stop

Up here lookin’ hella bright
Treat the game like we treat them red lights
‘Cause we
Don’t stop
We keep swervin’, keep swervin’
Stay workin’
And you know it
Don’t stop
And we goin’ in
I got that money comin’
You can see it rollin’ in
‘Cause you know it
Don’t stop
I told her bounce it, bounce it
Work it back
Imma throw a couple thousand
I’m goin’ off
Baby, gettin’ on when they givin’ love
Droppin’ low and they work the pole
Like I’m talkin’ ‘bout that strip club
If you work it back on back
Imma give you racks on racks
Runnin’ like that paper trail
Now, babe, I’m throwin’ stacks on stacks
A little raunchy, I was on though
I had her so wet,
Girl, Imma need a fuckin’ poncho
In the back row, talkin’ smack talk
I just need a bad chick
Who gon’ make the bed rock
Imma tell it
Don’t stop

Just a small town girl
Livin’ in a lonely world
She took the midnight train
Goin’ anywhere
Just a city boy
Born and raised in South Detroit
He took the midnight train
Goin’ anywhere
A singer in a smokey room
The smell of wine and cheap perfume
For a smile they can share the night
It goes on and on and on and on

Don’t stop believin’

Don’t stop believin’
Hold on to that feelin’
Streetlights, people
Don’t stop believin’
Hold on
Streetlights, people

Don’t stop believin’
Don’t stop believin’

Uh huh
Aye
We keep movin’ and we
Don’t stop

I said we don’t stop
Anybody scotch’d up, say
Don’t stop

Keep rockin’ and we never fuckin’
Don’t stop

Scotch’d up
Keep drinkin’ and I
Don’t stop…

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