We rock the world, ooh, yeah We didn't listen when they said it can't be done It's gonna gonna make the papers This shit's gon' hit the news 'Cause fear don't haunt the madness Got nothing left to lose A hundred years from now There's still be talking, girl I

Oooh gotta getcha some gotta getcha some Gotta getcha some Oooh gotta getcha some (yeah) Well boy meets girl and it's a good bet Girls gonna gonna play a little hard to get But they both got the same thing on their mind Ain't that the way that the world goes

They're gonna gonna believe This is a story of a male female threat to society His story over mine His story (yeahee, yeahee, yeahee) Hist story (ow) Why you wanna go and tell a lie on me? (yeahee, yeah, oooh) His story over mine his story will be his story