Pop, pop, pop I can rule the world I'm a prima donna Don't care who's around me I can fool the world So hand's up Catch this feeling There's no stopping this Right now in this moment

I cannot love on no skeezer That is a dub, I don't need her I hit her once, then I leave her Blow up my phone for no reason I cheated on you with a dancer Okay, I surrender, my hands up At least I admit it, I man up I do not have all the answers And I

He will never ever, never ever love you If ya know he love ya If that boy don't love you by now Throw yo' hands up in the air Tell the DJ play this song right here Let, let, let, let me see you 2-step It don't matter if you by yourself But I, gotta come

Turn all the lights on! A-a-a-a-a-a-a a-ah A-a-a-a-a-a-a I need some lights, it's way too dark Oh yeah I'm going in They need to turn up the lights Put your hands up if you're going hard Okay okay I'm with my friends Let the party begin

Said, "Come on Superman, say your stupid line" Don't make me wait forever I was doing fine without you Someone said they left together I ran out the door to get her She was holding hands with Trevor Not the greatest feeling ever Said, "Pull yourself

(Put your hands up) Like a strobe light light light light, light, light Like a strobe light Drop in your arms And if I can get for a second, Your stu-stutterin' I I I want you to stay Strobe light

Life in the fast lane Surely make you lose your mind Everything all the time He was a hard-headed man he was brutally handsome And she was terminally pretty She held him up and he held her for ransom In the heart of the cold, cold city He had a nasty

Ayy, y'all heard about the good news? Wake up, nigga, wake up I've been outta my mind a long time Y'all sleeping on me, huh? Had a good snooze? Hands up, we just doing what the cops taught us We bout to get this paper I'm a Chicago south sider Money

There I was, now here I am I got off track, I made mistakes Back slid my way into that place where souls get lost Lines get crossed And the pain won't go away I hit my knees, now here I stand I came up out of the water Raise my hands up to the father

They don't see me Oh no, they don't see me Your girl's drawers comin' down But her hands go up to the ceilin' I guarantee it, I guarantee it, I guarantee it, I guarantee it I'm throwin' money in the VIP I'm ballin' out, so you know it's me They tell me,