Strip it down, down, down Back to you and me like it used to be When it was an old back road with an old school beat Cowboy boots by your little bare feet Let it out, tell me right now Everything I need in them white cotton sheets Dirty dance me slow in

Let me love you Don't you give up, nah-nah-nah I won't give up, nah-nah-nah Never let you go, never let you go now Never let you go, never let me down Never let you go Sean-da-Paul I gon' make them know Bieber on the flow

Give it, babe Need bitches, need bitches Want money? Got clout Before I show you the money, let me spot you the bill Give it, babe, give it, babe Love me, love me for profit, I can make you go down I can show you the money if you wanna go out When you're

Na-na-na-na-na-na 'Cause love ain't used like a riddle 'Cause I can't tell just what the hell you want Love, na-na-na-na-na, yay Hold me down, just a little Can we meet in the middle? Let me know if you in it I don't get it, I don't get it, what you

Don't go changing to try and please me You never let me down before Don't imagine you're too familiar And I don't see you anymore I wouldn't leave you in times of trouble We never could have come this far I took the good times; I'll take the bad times

We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down Say fuck it before we kick the bucket Life's too short to not go for broke Take your shoes off, let your hair down and (go berzerk) all night long Grow your beard out, just weird out and (go berzerk) all

Maybe we crazy, but this is the way we came up Nigga front, and somethin' gon go down Nigga stunt, cruise to this bitch if you want Widout a strap, and you gon getcha ass laid down Yea, uhuh, lets take em dere, yea Man Sonny a fed joint, he half way out

What a shame, what a shame To judge a life that you can't change The choir sings, the church bells ring So, won't you give this man his wings? What a shame, to have to beg you to See we're not all the same What a shame Wouldn't let him be Have you heard

Violence is now a way of life The sledge my tool to torture As it pounds down on your forehead There's something inside me It's, it's coming out I feel like killing you Let loose the anger, held back too long My blood runs cold Through my anatomy, dwells

To this railroad track But I'll come back to you someday To you, to you, to you someday If you've got visions of the past Let them follow you down And I found myself attached All of these ghost towns I keep traveling through All of these traffic signs