On the day we fell in love Dancing on the hood in the middle of the woods Of an old Mustang, where we sang Songs with all our childhood friends Oops I got ninety-nine problems singing bye, bye, bye Hold up, if you wanna go and take a ride with me Better

That you like somebody Wanna hold somebody Why can't we keep it on the sweet side See how it feels to take a slow ride Well, you know how it goes When you meet somebody But you just can't stand To think about somebody

Get it on the floor Get it, get it on the floor You don't wanna party then your ass gotta go Now you can ride to this motherfucker Bounce to this motherfucker Freak to this motherfucker, let's get it on Don't start nothing, it won't be nothing You wanna

Come get it bae You wanna ride it, my motorcycle You've got a license, have you got the right to Gonna pop a wheelie, don't try too high too Take it easy on the clutch, 'cause girl I like you I can do anything you need None of them boys know the first

I pull her slowly Saint Laurent on both my feet All this jewelry, they gon' notice me Got your ho with me And you know I got that Rol' on me I wanna ride, ride, ride on it Keep my eyes, eyes, eyes on her Wanna cry, cry, cry on her Ay, wanna fly, fly, fly

It is my pride and I really know I shouldn't stay but I don't wanna go 'Cause I'm not really over it Of a lie I wish you never told Same old song like an echo, ooh Just five more minutes and I'll go So here we are Like we were To feed apart In different

Do I belong (All my missteps, I retrace Every failure, I'll erase My pride is gone I find the strength to carry on Looking back, what's left of me Am I the person that I wanna be) One by one, they stand single file To see the king of the hill atop his

Oh let's ride out (You got everything that a nigga want) Only if you ready Tell them valet niggas go and get it Baby you got everything that a nigga want I just wanna put you on And I just wanna see you with them Vicky's on Better yet, with them off (Go

And the lights all went out in Massachusetts Feel I'm goin' back to Massachusetts Something's telling me I must go home The day I left her standing on her own Tried to hitch a ride to San Francisco Gotta do the things I wanna do They brought me back to

If you wanna ride, just name your price don't play cheap, with your heart Don't make a bet if you can't write the check, for me, for me. Cause I can be bought, but you'll pay the cost If you can afford me If you want me, a cherry on top, the pick of the