Can't keep my hands to myself My hands to myself Keep making love to each other All of the downs and the uppers You're metaphorical gin and juice And I'm trying, trying, I'm trying, trying And I'm trying, trying, I'm trying, but I I want it all, no,

Hit the radio We can make a, make a video Now I'm a star I can't seem to get you off my mind Turn on the station, but I'm still facing you and Everbody seem to lost their mind It's hard to handle, so I, change the channel on the Radio, 'cause internet

Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap Dirty deeds Pick up the phone Done dirt cheap If you're havin' trouble with the high school head He's givin' you the blues You want to graduate but not in 'is bed Here's what you gotta

Viva a bossa-sa-sa Viva a palhoça-ça-ça-ça-ça Viva a mata-ta-ta Viva a mulata-ta-ta-ta-ta Viva Maria-ia-ia Viva a Bahia-ia-ia-ia-ia Viva Iracema-ma-ma Viva Ipanema-ma-ma-ma-ma Viva a banda-da-da

Come, I'm callin', come Come away, come away, come away, come here So come away, come away, come away, come here And peace of mind is easy to find when the time is right Peace of mind When the time is right (When the time is right) There's no one on the

Record of her favorite blues She just love my big ten inch Record of a band that plays the blues Record of a band that plays those blues Well a band that plays the blues Got me the strangest woman Believe me this trick's no cinch But I really get her

Breaking my back Pulse is stuttering Mental attack My thoughts clattering Leading this dead horse Is exhausting I'm breaking to see

Dropped outta school now we dumb rich, dumb rich This sound like some forty-three-oh-one shit, one shit All my niggas wanna do is pop style, pop style Turn my birthday into a lifestyle, lifestyle Tell my mom I love her if I do not make it Got so many

You'll be friends Does it matter anyways What's the season of love if you can't have everything What's the reason of love if you can lose everything What's the meaning of love, it's a crime if anything What's the meaning of love, it's grand, it's grand

This is what you call rider music All the gangsters are ridin' to it (c'mon, let's roll) I can show you how we do it When we ride to that rider music, let's go (let's go) When we ride to that rider music, let's go Yeah we can ride to this Just lay back