Ah, ah, you You've got me fe E, whoa, yes Higher, higher You've got me feeling emotions Ay, higher, oh Don't link me Don't hit me when you hear this and tell me your favorite song

They loving the crew Oh, they loving the crew Got my whole crew blowing like a C-4 They loving the crew ooh, Listen, listen, whoa, yeah, listen, ooh Take your nose off my keyboard What you bothering me for? There's a room full of niggas

Rollin' white sand, cold can koozie in my hand, just a summertime strolling And it's sunshine, blue eyes, tan lines, slow tide Chillin', breazin', sippin', singin' whoaoaoh So just watchin' her blonde hair, sun burn, stare at them, wack caps rolling over

Whoa-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Whenever I start feeling strong I'm called a bitch in the night But I don't need these 14-carat golds to win I am a woman, I insist it's my life The queen that's inside of me This is my chance to release it

Whoa oh oh oh oh We get real low, we get real high It ain’t all good baby but it’s all right This is real life in the real world We ain’t talking to no models We got real girls Well I grew up in a real town Where the prom queen had a plastic crown

Well I'm a lover not a fighter So I kiss that girl and say goodbye now 'Cause I came for kicks not for arguments No whoa oh oh 'Cause I'm a lover not a fighter Leave a message after the beep Somebody fill in the gaps, somebody fill in the dots I feel

And now I see (hey) see (hey) see (hey) see I used to dream (I used to dream) oh whoa About the money and the cars and girls (and the girls) But now I see (now I see) oh whoa Because I'm sitting on top of the world (the whole world) Cause I'm sitting on

Walk wid di Prince of Peace Selassie a di leader Praises be to di Kings of Kings Alpha and Omega Whoa oh oh oh, Selassie a di leader Whoa oh oh oh, Alpha and Omega Sent by di king, watch dem under ring When mi fly down far

Whoa oh oh oh oh We get real low, we get real high It ain’t all good baby but it’s all right This is real life in the real world We ain’t talking to no models We got real girls Well I grew up in a real town Where the prom queen had a plastic crown

Shake it out, shake it out, ooh whoa It's always darkest before the dawn Shake it out, shake it out, Shake it out, shake it out, And it's hard to dance with a devil on your back So shake him off, oh whoa I can see no way, I can see no way Regrets collect