Whatever's gonna get you feeling right Girl, we're gonna find it tonight Whatever gets you moving Gets you grooving Gets you fired up We're gonna get it If you really want it bad enough Yeah, we're gonna chase it Get all crazy

I'm the generator Firing whenever you quit Yeah, whatever it is You go out and it's on Yeah can't you hear my motored heart You're the one that started it Lately I'm getting better Wish I could stay sick with you But there's too many egos left to bruise

Whatever happens here Drown me with rain I'm gonna wake up Screaming your name Yes I'm a sinner Yes I'm a saint Yeah every single time the wind blows Every single time the wind blows

Oh oh oh oh oh Without the Scheiße yeah I, I wish that I could dance On a single fare I wish I could be strong Without the Scheiße yeah Scheiße, Scheiße be mine, Do whatever you like Scheiße be mine

Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (bitch) Fuck the club up, fuck the club up Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (yeah) The party never ends Spent ten hours on this flight, man Told the pilot ain't no flight plans Can't believe whatever I'm saying And

Jenny Lo' with the booty, sit that ass on me Girl, you look good, put that ass on me Push that thing on me Oh, push that thing on me Oh yeah, push that thing on me Yeah, go 'head with your cute ass Whatever nigga fucked up is a dumbass Let me make it

Either die or go to jail that's a hell of decision But I'm wrong and I know it my excuses unimportant I'm just trying to let you know that I ain't think I had a choice, for real Hey, the price of fame cost to much (yeah boy) Like these niggas talk to

That's compelling you on, yeah Cascading waves of emotion Cascading over us still From leaving feelings unspoken The way we always will Just keep going strong With whatever it is, yeah Don't be afraid when I'm gone Keep whatever it is, yeah

I don't know what love is But I think I must have it bad Yeah, you know I don't know what love is people Whoa, but I think I must have it bad Yeah, you know some people say love is just a gamble But whatever it is, it's enough to drive old B. mad They

I'm about my issue babe Ooh, la da da, da da da, la da da da da da da And you can tell by my name, yeah Whatever stands in my way, yeah Every time I take, penitentiary chance all I take God with me I'ma find my way Nigga they ain't even fuck around