Yeah, layin' in her underwear I just wanted you to notice me Tryin to see what’s under there I don’t wanna ruin it But you got me excited I just wanna stop and stare Wanna see where this could go But I can see just where this is goin' For who I am

That pussy got power, that pussy got power Pop up, girl, that pussy got power She want a, gangbanger to come through and slay I'll hit it in the shower I, I, I, I, I You a hard worker, let me come with the supply Pop up, girl, that pussy got power (woah,

Drop the coin right into the slot You're gotta hear somethin' that's really hot With the one you love, you're makin' romance All day long you been wantin' to dance, Feeling the music from head to toe Round and round and round we go Up in the mornin' and

Rock of ages, rock of ages Long live rock 'n' roll What do you want, what do you want? Still rollin', keep a-rollin' Still rollin', rock'n'rollin' We got the power, got the glory Just say you need it and if you need it

I got some good friends that live down the street Got a good looking woman with her arms 'round me Here in a small town, where it feels like home It's the weight that you carry from the the things that you think you want I've got everything I need and

Get the brick and transport it through the mavericks (transport) Surprise a nigga ride up on him on a Banshee (brrt, brrt) We got Ks in the attic (K) How you fit a quarter in a mattress (how, quarter) Chopper longer than my arm, who want static (static)

Ayayayayayayayayaya Heyo, heyo, I just wanna feel your body on me Your body on me Heyo, heyo, if you want it then you got it, hold me No more, no more wasting time We can, we can go all night You're taking me there, you're taking me there Our lips are

I don't want to own you I just want to know you I just want to love you More than words can say There must be somethin' that we can share Why is it all or nothin' everywhere You got your life and i got mine Why's our relationship hangin' on the line

Do you want to ride or die Come with me Hail Mary nigga run quick see What do we have here now La dadada, la la la la If it's on then it's on, we break beat-breaks Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate? To this shit I don't got be the shit I gotta

Batman, Batman, Batman We need to settle the scores Jokers they still want a war Why you look flyer than hell? Don't think the album will sell But this shit might fly off the shelf So fly that you mad at yourself You the one who got the juice City crying