We ride fast like a bullet We just ride, ride, ride all day! Don't stop, stop the music! We're not gonna live any other way We do anything we want, anytime we want Oh yeah, oh yeah! You better run, run, run, here we come Revving our engines under the sun

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment You own it, you better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime you better Or one opportunity To seize everything you ever wanted

Dynabeat all the night Dancing, now all the night Dynabeat, you better keep it grooving Dynabeat, you better keep on dancing Ba, ba-ba-ba, bu-bu-bu-ba Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba Tick-tock time, tryna get the tempo Music is my way to make it all go All for one and

We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby And you better bring your whole crew Yes any time you want to All this money got my mind gone Yeah! This that '63 AMG Ghost music This that Ace of Spade, Belair, let's toast music Nigga let's

Right now I just wish you were here I'm coming right back I wish you were here Yeah, I wish you were here Music is better And lights are brighter when you are near Am I making it clear? The music is better

Fuck the world Alright motherfucker listen up This is for the fucking homies steady givin' no fucks If you wanna join the party put your middle fingers up And when the music fuckin' hits you better jump! jump! Jump! Ignorance is this, we don't fuck with

Motherfucker, I'm gone Motherfucker you ain't my accountant You don't know what I'm doing Focusing on what I'm giving back Man, make better music Fuck preaching on top of the mountain, people can see through it Keeping my name in your mouth, just don't

Now I just wanna know Don't just sugar coat Or say it all if you want Now could you tell me like it is? Pretty little fears Music to my ears Bet you from the West Side, mmm, mmm Do better, who better? You better? Been around

Maybe that's why country music has the blues If it makes you feel better Blame me if you want to But I think country music has the blues Well I sure miss ole Waylon And paychecks paid his dues Chet Adkins on that red guitar And Carl Perkins Blue Suede

Right now I just wish you were here I'm coming right back I wish you were here Yeah, I wish you were here Music is better And lights are brighter when you are near Am I making it clear? The music is better