She loves a small town boy like me She can have anybody that she wants to be Anywhere she wants to be She's my ride or die baby She's my cool, she's my crazy She's my laid back in the front seat She's my with me to the end girl My turn-it-up-to ten girl

Back, back, back, back it up (I wanna) Back it up and do it again Ba dlu dla dlun dloday You know zactly what I came here for From the middle to the top to the end Back to the middle to the front to the end Za dlu dla dlun dloday Everybody ba dlun dloday

She loves a small town boy like me She can have anybody that she wants to be Anywhere she wants to be She's my ride or die baby She's my cool, she's my crazy She's my laid back in the front seat She's my with me to the end girl My turn-it-up-to ten girl

Front to the back And we make the beat go! Front, front, front, front Front, front

Mash up, mash up, mash up the place! Turn it up loud to the top non-stop Place ah mash up when mi tune dem drop Mi seh jump up! Just jump up! Whole place pack from the front to the back (Major Lazer) Mash up, mash up, mash up the place

When the storm hits your front door, with a roar you can't ignore, When the days turn into night, you don't got no chance to fight, I hope some day, when I'm dead and gone, We learn to right, everything that's wrong, With loving hands, turn sick to

For my battle symphony When they turn down the lights I hear my battle symphony All the world in front of me If my armor breaks I'll fuse it back together Battle symphony Please just don't give up on me And my eyes are wide awake

Back to the front Soldier boy, made of clay Now an empty shell Twenty one, only son But he served us well Bred to kill, not to care Do just as we say Finished here, greetings death He's yours to take away

Oh I'll be good to you, Yo Dre man, I take this bitch out to the movies and shit Man we're kissin' and grindin' and shit, so we hop in the back seat You know man, this bitch rubbin' all over my dick and frontin' like she's gonna give me the pussy Man,

I just wanna freak you with the lights on Girl, you know you bad Like the mic's on right Hope you don't mind I keep my Nikes on, right We can film it all on my IPhone 5 Let me hit in the front Let me hit in the back now To the middle of the club