♫ Oh, can't tell me nothing now Baby, I know how to fly Oh, can't nothing hold me down I'm gonna touch the sky
Lose my money, honey Now pay me what you own me Mom is a hurricane You should see the way she— [he censors himself by putting a finger to his lips with a devilish grin, heh]
I don't make it rain I speak that global warming This ain't no biggy, ready to that Number 5, there is no warning
no subject
Baby, I know how to fly
Oh, can't nothing hold me down
I'm gonna touch the sky
Lose my money, honey
Now pay me what you own me
Mom is a hurricane
You should see the way she— [he censors himself by putting a finger to his lips with a devilish grin, heh]
I don't make it rain
I speak that global warming
This ain't no biggy, ready to that
Number 5, there is no warning