This is my fight song Take back my life song Prove I'm alright song My power's turned on I'll play my fight song And I don't really care if nobody else believes 'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me Like a small boat On the ocean

Put your hair in the air Come on baby Let's go crazy We ain't never gonna stop Put your hair in the air (hair up) We don't care (hair up) Hair in the air, hair in the air Put your hair

(Whoa-a oh oh oh) Where we're gonna go I don't care what nobody says We're gonna have a baby She's buckled up on navy She don't care what her momma says No she gonna have my baby People call us renegades We like takin' on the town

Could you just be real? Champagne, I took all your clothes off I'm still a kid and, I'm stealing your time But I still feel your heart, so I'm asking Don't be scared to feel this We can make the world go still Could you let me feel this? I could, could

We gonna come together, we gonna celebrate We gonna gather 'round, like it's your birthday I don't wanna know, just what I'm gonna do I don't care where your going, I'm coming along with you It's in the way she often calls me out It's in the curve of

But we don't, we don't care We don't care, we don't, we don't care (Even if it) We don't, we don't (Even if it, we don't) We don't care Oh well, I'm kinda drunk But it's kinda fun, even if we know it's wrong Oh only for the night Only for the ride, even

Is your figure less than Greek? Is your mouth a little weak? When you open it to speak, don't change a hair for me Not if you care for me Stay little valentine My funny valentine Sweet, comic valentine

Ashes blowin' in the air I was on fire but we don't care, yeah Wasted youth, always on the road Never looking back, and we're never getting old 'Cause the skies are black, but our heart's made of gold Fuck doing what you're told We're going nowhere fast

YMCMB, Ross niggas doing it School for the blind, I don't see these niggas doing it I’m doing it and doing it and doing it well Niggas wanna test me boy, who wanna fail? Hit you like a bully bitch, yeah saved by the bell If you scared, go to church I’ll

Extraordinary That's what you are to me You make every day feel like And I don't care what we do Everything feels good with you It's true, you make an ordinary day Extraordinary, yeah Sunday morning and cold rain is pouring down That's OK, I got sunshine