Whoa oh oh oh oh We get real low, we get real high It ain’t all good baby but it’s all right This is real life in the real world We ain’t talking to no models We got real girls Well I grew up in a real town Where the prom queen had a plastic crown

You are the one I don't give a damn Even if you got a man Take my hand, girl Girl, I know you'll understand If you just give me a dance Take a chance, girl

Vibe, vibe, vibe She's got that vibe You've got that vibe Go to work on me You've, you've, you've got that Girl you've got To pump it up a little more

Stars shine whenever you're with me, I melt like the ice in your sweet tea, I just can't say no to you, girl. I'm loving you without trying, Whatever you got I'm buying I ain't no one's fool

And the world goes round and round She goes straight for the heart, she serves it sweet and cold But she goes straight for the heart Everywhere she goes he's there and she knows, he's just another fool who cares Boy meets girl on the playground of life

Everything I do, I tell you all the time It's you, it's you it's all for you I heard that you like the bad girls, honey is that true? Heaven is a place on earth with you Sound's good enough Straight da fuck up you talkin' bout nigga (talkin' bout me)

We don't mess around We don't tie you up Just to let you down Don't girls like us make the world go round and round? I've never been a stranger to working hard But I've been known to play You won't likely find me letting down my guard But I'll get drunk

I really wanna know your ways Power girl, I really wanna know your ways I really wanna, power girl You been runnin' through my section all day You been runnin' through my mind all day All day, all day, all day, all day, yeah, uh Most of them gon' fall, I

Girl I caught you in your little white lie Red handed, red handed You said you had to work tonight But here you are dancing In this honky talk with someone else And all you got to say for yourself

Bottoms up, bottoms up (up) Aye, what's in ya cup Got a couple bottles but a couple ain't enough Throw ya hands up Tell security we 'bout to tear this club up Pocket full of green Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans Throw yo hands up