You got to come back for more Hey little thing, let me light your candle' Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle, now, gets around Once it come along a dime by the dozen Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle, now, gets around Pretty little thing, let me light

Can't be getting mad what, you mad? Can't handle that Sometimes I wish I could act like a boy What if I, had a thing on the side Made you cry? Would the rules change up or would they still apply? If I played you like a toy Wish we could switch up the

Rock and Roll, Rock And I drink more than you And party harder than you do And my car's faster than yours too P.I.N.K. P.I.M.P I'm back again I know y'all missed me I'm so so sick can't handle it Yeah I talk shit just deal with it

Get up and fight I can't do this thing without you I'm lost in this without you We've gotta get up and fight I can't handle this without you Can't do it without you I see a change on the horizon Reasons to be frightened I am here to tell you

You cannot replace them Face it or you'll waste them So get up, so get up and save it Your golden years left you behind Does the truth weigh on your mind? Tell me what did it cost when the moment was lost Is this how you survive? Why, oh why do you have

Can you handle it Baby can you handle We gon' tear it up We gon' set it off I can handle it I can go there baby with you Can I go there baby with you We gon' set it out We gon' work it out

Is this how Marilyn Monroe felt? (felt felt felt) Must be how Marilyn Monroe felt (felt felt felt) Call it a curse Or just call me blessed If you can’t handle my worst You ain’t getting my best I can get low I can get low Don’t know which way is up Yeah

Girl there's a party goin' on My temperature's warm So let me freak you through the floor While the bass is bumpin' All night if your body can handle It's gonna be a party y'all Keith Murray rock vibes, verse you with Universal

I've just begun It's about that time, gotta get mine You can't kill me 'Cause I'm already inside you Fuck this shit, I'm sick of it You're goin' down, this is a war! Enemy, show me what you wanna be I can handle anything Even if I can't handle you!

'Cause I still got a lot of leavin' left to do I guess the Lord made me hard to handle So lovin' me might be a long shot gamble So before you go and turn me on Be sure that you can turn me loose These old boots still got a lot of ground They ain't