Rock my world little country girl Drag me out on the floor Dance with me 'till I can't dance anymore One-step, two-step, get in a line I gotta find a way to make you mine She's got a T-Top Camaro with a scoop on the hood And two big speakers blasting

You've gotta spread the word La la la, la-la la La-la, la-la-la-la la Tell 'em what you've heard All around the world It's gonna be okay You're gonna make a better day Yeah, I know what I know So please don't cry, never say die

Yeah, you're a natural You gotta be so cold A beating heart of stone To make it in this world Living your life cutthroat That's the price you pay Leave behind your heartache, cast away Just another product of today

And you only got one shot, don't ignore, yeah 'Cause I'm so choosy, choosy, yeah, yeah Mans say I'm too bougie, bougie, yeah, yeah So I'ma give you one shot, go ahead, pour it So I'ma make one stop for you, for you Gotta give me all you got So I'ma make

Sing your lu-lu-lu-lu-lullaby Hypnotized, this love out of me Without your air I can't even breathe Lead my way out into the light Cherries in the ashtray Take me through the day I just gotta make you drunk in memory See you in the puddles Of my

Life is short, make it sweet 'Cause I'm stuck on you, you're stuck on me I never gotta wonder where my honey be I ain't savin' all my sugar for a Saturday night Seven days a week I got an appetite The sunsets like a tangerine Let's find a road we've

Hide your crazy and start actin' like a lady 'cause I Raised you better, gotta keep it together even when you fall apart, But this ain't my mama's broken heart Go and fix your make up girl it's, just a break up run an' I cut my bangs with some rusty

Who do you love, do you love now? I wanna know, I wanna know who You flip it on me, say I think too much I wanna know the truth (Whoa) I know it's someone new You ain't gotta make it easy, where you been sleepin'? This shit is keepin' me up at night,

Niggas won't creep these streets with me 'Cause you know fuckin' with these streets'll be Make you wanna, then I'm gonna 'Cause I gotta, pop, pop, pop, pop (nigga) 'Cause I gotta, pop, pop, pop, pop 'Cause I gotta, pop, pop, pop, pop I look through the

There were times we had it all I can't explain it away, it doesn't make any sense To know what it's like, I guess you gotta go through it I guess you gotta go through it, I guess you gotta go through it It doesn't matter, baby Loving you's a dirty job