I'm going back down south now. If you wanna go, Is how far you wanna go, I'm gonna go, Baby's gonna be a big one. I'm going back down south now ahh Come on out and dance, If you get the chance, We're gonna spit on the rival.

Yeah the song comes on and I sing out loud And there ain't no road that I can't go down And I don't think twice when I pass your house all the time Yeah the rain just rolls right off my back And I don't get caught in the same old traps I can hear your

Get back, she's a bad motherfucker Fall back, she'll put you in your place Turn back if you know what's good for you Don't , it's a part of the chase What! What! Fuck yeah, let's go! Bad bitch stunna always down to ride She's the first one taking shots

Well I been dyin' Got to get that monkey off my back The fortune teller looked into my eyeballs The wrinkles on her face about to crack She said you best believe it, you ain't goin' nowhere Unless you get that monkey off your back Well, I made believe

Get back motherfucker! You don't know me like that! (Get back motherfucker! You don't know me like that!) Yeek yeek woop woop! why you all in my ear?! Talking a whole bunch of shit That I ain't trying to hear! Yeek yeek woop woop! I ain't playing around!

When sorrow sang softly and sweet So let me out of it Out of the cold To bring back light and hope for all And so if I could get you in Just for a little while Into the songs of sorrow You might understand Where am I now

They've said enough It's my turn, let's get loud I'll show you what girl is 'Cause all of me is perfect Who cares about the dress size It's all about what's inside I'll stand up now And won't back down We're breaking through the surface

Put it there, get the money In the back dry in the night Pay up, sign up LA (One man's waste is another man's soap) In the back of a Volvo A little game, maybe something you can borrow

Just hold on tight to me, girl Fuck you back to sleep, girl, and rock you back Ain't sorry that I woke ya, ain't sorry 'bout ya job Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love Right back, rock you back Wake up, wake up, wake up,

Lay back and suffer now I get tired of the heart attacks Every time it rains Put myself on the waiting list And get it all cleared up You're the one with the attitude Don't try and make me out To be the root of the evil and A whole lot other stuff