Yes, I love the way they're makin' moves And I love the way they make their move All the boys hangin' out down in the parking lot The night riders giving all they've got While the girls look so good at looking bad Out strutting dressed in the latest fad

I wanna thank you I want to thank you for being so nice now I want to thank you for giving me my pride Sweet kisses too And everything you do I know I'll never find another one like you If I prove my love it won't be true Oh my my darling How can I

I'll stay me And millionaires wanna ride old farm tractors I'm just what I am I'm just what you see So I'll make it easy T-shirt, blue jeans Don't like much on TV Caviar and a Triscut Ain't no redeye gravy on a biscut

He wanna pop a wheelie Ride him like a Kawasaki They telling me be humble but they know I'm cocky Let me feel myself, yeah, daddy know I'm cocky Ah, my wrist is rocky, come try and stop me Big Phantom grill, cook the streets like hibachi I'm sipping saki

Young nigga, young nigga Get the money, young nigga Young nigga, just a young nigga Get your money, young nigga Strippers in the club and my cups half empty Ride with my niggas cause my niggas understand me Still on Plan A, pussy niggas on Plan B Right

Can we fight to save our souls? Protect the hive from enemies! March on, worker bees! Know your enemy! Follow the herd mentality! And we'll march... along, with our blindfolds on And we'll ride... the rails, with our pistols drawn Can the Lord... above,

Take you on a Saturday Lovin' you till Monday mornin' Gonna take you on a Saturday You were hitchin' a ride When I took you inside You were tremblin' Out in the rain Just a face with no name In the cold And you cling to my side

And I, I can't come alive I want the room to take me under 'Cause I can't help but wonder What if I had one more night for goodbye? These four walls and me In this time I've lost all sense of pride If I hear your voice I'll be fine If you're not here to

Ghost Riders in the sky Yippie yi ooh Yippie yi yay An old cowboy went riding out one dark and windy day Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows he saw A-plowing through the ragged sky and up the

Never let these nigga's ride your wave Nope, no way, nah Michael Phelps with the swim moves (Skrrt, skrrt, oh) Park the Benz just to the ride the Wraith (Skrrt, skrrt) Ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe (Skrrt, skrrt, oh) We gon' go live, we gon'