Ooh, that's a lot, lot YeahYeah, look at them bands, that's a lot, lot Like, ooh, we don't stop, stop YeahYeah, count it up, that's a lot, lot Like, hey, that's a lot YeahYeah, cashing checks out the box like YeahYeah, count it up, that's a lot, lot, lot Said ooh,

When the night calls All these hundreds and these thousands I'ma spend it all Always when the night calls YeahYeah, order more bottles, order more models Order more hours, shots on an island Hotter than the summer, the winter couldn't chill me Young free and

Yeah, I'm a freak 'Cause I'm a freak The way you're poppin' and droppin' All over me No, I don't want you to stop it Baby, I can't lie When you move like that I got a one track mark In night, I just imagine how you put your love on me

Yeah but baby you're the one I need to stay Got a few bad habits babe Before you cause my little heart to break And my drinking baby I can cut down on it too I got to cut you lose now baby Cut down on my smoking babe Cut down on my smoking babe yeahyeah

Yeah yeah yeah do the Harlem shuffle Now come on baby YeahYeah yeahyeah yeahyeah to the Harlem shuffle YeahYeah yeahyeah yeahyeah shake a tail feather baby You move it to the left, yeah You go for yourself You move it to the right YeahYeah if it takes all night Now take it kinda

Lord have mercy, got to tell it Tell it just like it is, every word. Yeah! I was living in St. Louis In the year of nineteen fifty five Mama didn't have no great mansion, Just a little old country dive. Papa worked all week long, Tryin' to keep us six

I gave my blood and I gave my soul I stood my ground and I took control The legend's growing as the story's told YeahYeah, I'm satisfied YeahYeah, until the day I die I pledge allegiance to the state, of rock and roll I know that heaven's gonna wait Looking back

You've officially been chopped and screwed Now you've officially been chopped and screwed Screwed-screwed, chopped-chopped and screwed You've officially been screwed Shawty don't chop me, shawty don't screw me (yeah) You've officially been dance-dance

Can't keep up with the pace, nigga Get the fuck up out the race, nigga YeahYeah, pump your brakes, go slow Pump your brakes, go slow Just like my shawty, she like it slow YeahYeah, and just like her, I heard it all before Don't let 'em fool you, they blowing

Standing with an army I'm standing with an army When I'm with you When I'm with you (when I'm with you) Yet you understand YeahYeah like no one can We both know what they say about us But they don't stand a chance because I know that I've been messed up