You sent me flying when you kicked me to the curb And although my pride's, yeah, not easy to disturbed, yeah Lent you outsiders and my new Badu While you were thinking I didn't have a clue Tough to sort files with your voice in my head So then I bribed

I don't wanna be eighty-five, singing "Whoa, no, I think I missed it, I was chasing money" Caught it so easy like the common cold, ooh, ooh Tossing and tossing and turning around Trying and trying to sweat it all out Kicking the habit that's pulling me

Oh, my my, that's just the way we do it Cut off Levi's and kickin' country music Miles from nowhere, there ain't no city limits And that's where you're gonna find us havin' a small town big time Hangin' out at the old park pool Right after Sunday school

You go to my head And you linger like a haunting refrain And I find you spinning round in my brain Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne Like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew And I find the very mention of you Like the kicker in a julep or two The

We got a one way ticket Raise your hands in the air tonight Goodbye yesterday Well if life don’t go your way Put a little love back in your life Get your feet up, just kick it Sunshine and bright and it’s meant for us Life is like a ride on a party bus

I need a tall glass of something nice and strong A little liquor and a loving to do all night long I need a kick in the chest, a shot to the lips A little hot, make this martini shake your hips I said tequila, margarita, senorita please Chase it down

Lotta nigga talk, you don't ever get paid Fuck nigga hate, broke bitches throw the shade Still kickin' shit, make a bitch go crazy Still kickin' flav', got my swag on turn up Came with a zip, let the whole thing burn up All I know, get dough, keep it

Hanging tough through thick and thin Kicking up dust wherever we go Just some roughed up desperados I can see that you and me are gonna be friends To the end you and me are gonna be friends There's a moment in this journey that I gave up My boots just

Stop pressurin' me Just stop pressurin' me Make me wanna scream You try to cope with every lie they scrutinize Tired of injustice Tired of the schemes Your lies are disgusting What does it mean Kicking me down

Rock me, give me that kick now Rock me, show me that trick now Roll me, you can do magic Baby, and I can't get enough of it Rock me, give me that feeling Roll me, rocking and reeling Baby, so don't stop doing it, don't stop doing it Baby, so don't stop