We got it goin' on We'll be banging and singing just like the Rolling Stones We're gonna shake up your souls, we come to rattle your bones 'Cause we got it goin' on We got it goin' on (We got it goin' on) We got it, we got it, we got it goin' on

I hit that bitch way back, I gave her back ('Cause I don't want her) But I'm too rich to put my dick in that (Bitch, I'm not gonna, no) They told me, "Stop buying all these fancy cars" (But I don't wanna) They told me, "Please take all your diamonds off"

River of no return You'll never get my mind right Like two ships passing in the night Want the same thing where we lay A different way from where I'm going Oh, its you again listen this isn't a reunion So sorry if I turn my head Yours is a familiar face

We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went out. We got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout, I'm goin' to Jackson, I'm gonna mess around, Yeah, I'm goin' to Jackson, Look out Jackson town. Well, go on down to Jackson; go ahead

She is raging And so she woke up Woke up from where she was Lying still Said I gotta do something About where we're going Step on a steam train Step out of the driving rain, maybe Run from the darkness in the night

Give me a minute, I don't know what I'd say in it Beam me up, Let me be lighter, I'm tired of being a fighter,I think, A minute's enough, Could you beam me up, Just beam me up. There's a whole other conversation going on In a parallel universe

It's got to get better in a little while. Don't you know what's wrong with me? I'm seeing things I don't want to see. Sniffing things that ain't no good for me. I'm going down fast, won't you say a prayer for me? The sun's got to shine on my guitar

Welcome to the frat house I'ma hold my own, yeah Bitches laying on the floor like it's a crack house I got a house full of bitches, niggas, it is going down Condoms, kegs, liquor, weed, pills I’ma hold my own, yeah Bitches laying on the floor like it’s a

We don't hurry We don't hurry we got all this time We ain't worried we just wait and hide And who cares what's going on Just put on my favorite song Gonna dance for you in slow mo' Aye, we don't hurry Chasin' flies And I give you anything you're wanting

I swear you'll stay to maintain the pain I put a bullet in my radio Something just hit me funny I don't know Just pulled the trigger going down the road You slammed the door and knocked me off the wire Been walking lines and you've been burning tires