I'm a broke record, a broke record. You've got my heart-heart skip-skip-skipping a beat From the needle through my ahead, hit repeat You're a song I gotta sing along with the men When it gets to the end I gotta play it again and again

We gon' be bumping and grinding And I'm feeling on your booty, driving me crazy Half on it baby, baby And with your permission let me start your ignition You're like a song on 12 Play Seems like you're ready to sex me, baby, baby Don't you know that

Before I say goodbye I'd like to say good day And I hope you say "good buy" When they ask was it worth for you to pay For my music, for pressin' play For all the stress that went into my songs My love and hate The most honest I could be with you to date

Just thinking about all our good times together And I wish it could last forever and ever And we roll back home This is our last song I'm bout to spring breakdown And just thinking bout how It's been a real good run Playing out here in the sun, year

She was like, oh my God, this is my song She was like, come here boy, I wanna dance 'Fore I said a word, she was takin' my hand And she said, play it again, play it again, play it again And I said, play it again, play it again, play it again I've been

Come Mr. DJ won't you turn the music up All the gyal pon the dance floor wantin' some more Come Mr. DJ song pon de replay Turn it up some more! Turn it up! Turn it up! Turn it up! Turn it up! Turn it up! Turn it up! Turn it up! Turn it up! Everybody get

She said rock 'n' roll is king She says rock 'n' roll is king Oh let those guitars play Play for me play for me Oh let that song ring out That's how it's meant to be Listen everybody let me tell you 'bout the rock 'n' roll Feel that rhythm and it's

Yes, no, maybe I'm sorry for talking crazy Don't do this to me, baby (But I ain't really tripping if you ain't tryna come back Fuck that, you can stay wherever you at) (I just wanna know, are you playing games with my heart? Could've sworn that you

This is my song for real no doubt I'm feeling on yo booty See the DJ is making me feel thugged out As I walk you to dance floor We begin to dance slow You put your arms around me Players want to play, Rollers want to roll, Ballers want to ball (Ballers

No more (sad songs) I'm beggin', please, don't play No more sad songs For tonight, I'm going to get my mind off it Don't care that someone's got his hands all over my body Stay out all night, go where the music is loud So I don't have to think about it