I wanted you to know That I am ready to go, heartbeat My heartbeat Whenever you are around, can't speak I can't speak I know what your boy like Skinny tie and a cuff tight He go and make breakfast You walk around naked

But what do I know? Love can change the world in a moment I'll paint the picture, let me set the scene We could change this whole world with a piano Add a bass, some guitar, grab a beat and away we go I'm just a boy with a one-man show No university, no

I met a boy called Frank Mills On September twelfth right here In front of the Waverly But unfortunately I lost his address He was last seen with his friend, a drummer He resembles George Harrison of The Beatles But he wears his hair tied in a small bow

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

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.

Dance, dance, dance Just wanna dance, dance, dance Where you want me I came the party on my own Don't need nobody in my song I get down to the beat I loose control Boy you can cool it down I'm here to fool around

(You got that super bass) Can't you hear that boom, boom-badoom boom, boom badoom-boom? Boom-badoom boom, boom badoom-boom? Boy, you got my heartbeat runnin' away Beating like a drum and it's coming your way (Yeah that's the super bass) Boom, boom, boom,

So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Let's get these teen hearts beating Will you dance to this beat And hold a lover close? Faster, faster Dance to this beat I've got more wit A better kiss A hotter touch a better fuck

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

I want my niggas rich by summer seventeen I'm out on bond so I gotta beat it (Maybach Music) You scared to die nigga? Open your eyes wide and I pray you are All the dope boys say they wanna be me (boss) I got a lick boy, I got a lick 2017 trust me boy,