Nothing Left To Lose

Artist：american hi fi

Songs Title：nothing left to lose

Nothing Left to Lose

Except you and your baby blues

Microphone check this rhyme

Pancho Villa was a friend of mine

I get f**ked up holla back ya'll

And I kick it like Jackie Chan

With my kung fu style

I'll get rid of you in a while （yeah）

Hey Hey Hey all the b**ches in the back

C'mon C'mon get up get up （whoa）

I know you know its never forever

C'mon C'mon get up get up （whoa）

You wanna hear I'm sorry whatever

Now that your gone

I'm moving on

You wrecked it all

There's nothing left to lose

Except for you

Hell yeah

Get my teenage kicks

Pullin' down boards like Rodman

All the lipstick chicks sing

NA NA NA NA NA NA

I get f**ked up holla back now ya'll

And I rock it like Jackson Browne

Let me tell ya right now what

I like stippers better anyhow （yeah）

Hey Hey Hey all the b**ches in the back

C'mon C'mon get up get up （whoa）

I know you know its never forever

C'mon C'mon get up get up （whoa）

You wanna hear I'm sorry whatever

Now that your gone

I'm moving on

You wrecked it all

There's nothing left to lose

Except for you

Hell yeah