Just beat it No one wants to be defeated It doesn't matter who's wrong or right Beat it Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it Showin' how funky strong is your fight So beat it, just beat it So beat it, but you wanna be bad They told him don't you ever

Boy, you gotta carry that weight Carry that weight a long time Boy, you gonna carry that weight I never give you my pillow I only send you my invitation And in the middle of the celebrations I break down You're gonna carry that weight along time

Hit that perfect beat boy Beat boy, beat boy Hit that perfect, hit that perfect Pump it uh! Yo pump it uh uh! Yo pump it uh! Lick it, dip it, twist it, turn it Lick it, dip it, twist it, turn it, stick it, dunk it P-p-p-p-pump it!

I'm a Brooklyn baby He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed I've got feathers in my hair They say I'm too young to love you Well, my boyfriend's in the band I get down to Beat poetry And my jazz collection's rare I can play most anything

Tonight, it's you and me, baby girl, getting lost in our own world The way you looking fine, the way your skin's on mine We're on fire, damn girl, you bout to blow my mind Tangling in these sheets, you lock them eyes on me Beats a beer with the boys any

Get into the groove Boy you've got to prove Your love to me, yeah Get up on your feet, yeah Step to the beat Boy what will it be Only when I'm dancing can I feel this free At night I lock the doors, where no one else can see I'm tired of dancing here all

(Call me a Florida boy) Wake up, nigga, wake up Yeah, bitch, I'm a Florida Boy 73s to them AMGs, now we rollin', boys I beat all of them cases, I'm on Bitch, I'm a Florida boy Old school, big-ass rims, sittin' like Tonka Toys I got a Florida state of

Woah, I'm gonna lie low Smoke in my hand, oh Lying awake in my hotel bed, oh I'll never let this go I'll do this on my own Little boy inside my chest Down in the valley, down in my love, oh Beat my heart just like a drum Tell him I'll never forget

I read the news today, oh boy I'd love to turn you on About a lucky man who made the grade And though the news was rather sad Well I just had to laugh I saw the photograph He blew his mind out in a car He didn't notice that the lights had changed A crowd

Hey Lolita, hey I know what the boys want, I'm not gonna play Whistle all you want but I'm not gonna say Never was in love, skipping heart beats with the boys downtown Just you and me feelin the heat beatin when the sun goes down Kiss me in the d.a.r.k.