Like a beer can in a truck bed I just wanna roll around with you On a slow ride in the sunset Bouncin' down a small town street Let's pop the top right off this thing I need a cold drink 'cause you're a hot mess Let the night do what it does best Shake

Just a kiss on your lips in the moonlight Just a touch of the fire burning so bright No I don't want to mess this thing up I don't want to push too far Just a shot in the dark that you just might Be the one I've been waiting for my whole life So baby I'm

Hip-hop don't stop Gimme that gimme that Hot hot mess Here I go again Buy that girl another shot, damn Doctor, Doctor, can you save me? Drop it like it's burning' hot, damn Gimme that gimme that gimme that

Your hair messed up like a Guns-N-Roses video Ooh ooh so hot Still got it up in my head, you were moving around in the TV light I said "Hey hey baby do you wanna come over?" You say "No way", then you move in closer Next thing I know you were wearing my

Oh I, do you? They say in chess, you gotta kill the queen And then you mate it A funny thing, the king who gets himself assassinated Hey now, every time i lose You took a town by storm The mess you made was nominated

Like a little black dress Stuck on a little hot mess (little hot mess) Dear gravity, you held me down in this starless city Oh, three, two, one Oh, baby you're a classic You're a faded moon And oh, baby you're a classic

Here crying from the rooftops Nothing can stop us if we believe Here giving it my best shot baby I find that we can be free When you're here with me When you're on your own and you feel lost When your heart's a mess though you've given your best I'll be

We got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went out I'm goin' to Jackson, I'm gonna mess around Yeah, I'm goin' to Jackson Look out Jackson town Well, go on down to Jackson; go ahead and

We done went to war with the realest, shot it out with the best Talkin’ high-end gorillas, banana clips make a mess I seen young niggas cry, I seen young niggas fold I seen young niggas die because a young nigga told For the love of the money, for the

Hungover in a hotel room Gucci falling on the floor with the lights down low Dancing in the dark, body killing me Throwing off sparks Lay it back baby, anything goes Spent the whole night last night all messed up, making love Girl, I swear I've never