Crazy bout you baby I'm Crazy bout you baby What can I do? I'm in love with you Everything about you makes my heart go boom Spend all day dreaming how its gonna be When the sun goes down and you're next to me Holding you close feels so right

All: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka Baby baby baby light my fire. All Repeated: Higher! All Repeated: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka, Higher! Freddie: Feeling's gettin' stronger Larry: Music's gettin' longer too Rose: Music is

I know what you're into I can make you go night, night Dancin' in the strobe lights With your eyes on me I don't need to know your sign Do you see somethin' you like? Into, I know what you're into When you come back in here, we gon' be like, ayy! Trust

15 racks, 20 racks, 30 racks, I got them bands Rocks with the ice on my shirt and them D&G pants Ice on my neck and no I didn't get no advance Bitch you know I'm tryna fuck and I don't wanna dance Now I can't go to the mall 'cause they know who I am I

1, 2, X is comin' for you 5, 6, get your crucifix 7, 8, don't stay up late 3, 4, better lock your door 3, 4, you better lock your door Who's afraid of the dark? Responsible for the murders in the park When I bark, they hear the boom, but you see the

Baby make me tik tik tik tik tik tik boom Not too slow and not too quick Baby make me tik tik boom Tik tik tik tik tik tik Hush, please no more games No more of the same thing Been thinking maybe could he Make me scream his name And give me the right aim

(You got that super bass) Can't you hear that boom, boom-badoom boom, boom badoom-boom? Boom-badoom boom, boom badoom-boom? Boy, you got my heartbeat runnin' away Beating like a drum and it's coming your way (Yeah that's the super bass) Boom, boom, boom,

Boom, b-boom-ba-boom Now that's how you let the beat build, bitch That's how you let the beat build, bitch Let the beat build, bitch And the beat go, It go, boom b-boom-ba-boom Now say, (yeah yeah yeah) Yea I see you big bro I'm a kill these niggas man

You're my boomerang boomerang Ready to throw, ready to throw Letting you go, letting you go (booma-rang-rang) Movin' on, movin' on (booma-rang-rang) I know I’ll see you tomorrow 'Cause I'm bad to letting you go, letting you go Letting you go, letting you

You got that booty booty boom bam ba Baby give me that boom bam ba Baby girl, please please, baby don't leave Baby got ass like a trunk Took her from her man, he a punk She got a body like Baywatch I met her at the Playhouse Ten bottles, bought ten more