Get rhythm when you get the blues Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues Get a rock 'n' roll feelin' in your bones Get taps on your toes and just get gone Little shoeshine boy never gets low down But he's got the dirtiest job in town Bendin' low at the

Hotboxin' in the whip (in the whip) I don't even smoke (smoke though) But we drop tops and let it rip (skrrt, skrrt) Pull up if it's smoke (huh?) With them big rocks up in her ear (word) Chandelier (chandelier), can you hear? (huh?) Who that there? Who

Rock my world little country girl Drag me out on the floor Dance with me 'till I can't dance anymore One-step, two-step, get in a line I gotta find a way to make you mine She's got a T-Top Camaro with a scoop on the hood And two big speakers blasting

Girl, don't go away mad Girl, just go away That's alright, that's okay We were walkin' through some youth We could sail away Or catch a freight train Or a rocket ship into outer space Nothin' left to do Too many things were said

Always on a different route, I do the wrong things right! Alright now, we're going back in time! We'll rock this party 'til the walls come crashing down, so buy another 21 with no direction, living life to the fullest is my intention! We're gonna party

Here is the news Here is the news Coming to you every hour on the hour The weather's fine but there may be a meteor shower. A cure's been found for good old rocket lag Someone left their life behind in a plastic bag. Another action filled adventure All

My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh Some days like I'm barely breathing Then after we were high and the love dope died, it was you The pill I keep taking The nightmare I'm waking There's nothing, no nothing, nothing but you My perfect rock bottom My

Uh-okay, shawty know what's up, shawty want a rockstar Shawty want a wokstar, okay, shawty want a rockstar Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Woah, woah, woah, slatt Walk in that bitch with my toolie, walk in that bitch with Lil Uzi These bitches they

I’ve got wheels I’m rolling on Sometimes these wings Get a little heavy When I can’t fly, I start to fall But I’ve got wheels And I can’t stay between the lines but I’m rocking steady I can’t stay between the lines but I’m rocking steady I can’t count

Gotta find my way back home I've been way too long War Lords, we all Lords, but we your Lords Tryna find home, next stop is the Waldorf Past the racism and fake-ism Type of hate that make you feel worse than a rape victim, raw dogs You other rappers mad