Singin' hi, singin' hi, Ev'ry day I'm gonna strut that stuff. When the music's loud I can't get enough. Come on feet, teach yourself to move. People shuff'lin' up and down again. Unhappy faces ain't gonna get you in. Come on people, teach yourself to

Why you do me wrong When you wear that dress Oh, my heart just can't take it anymore When you act like this It's like your mama never taught you how to love So let me teach you Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my God Dance with that body, girl 'Cause everybody

I'll teach you how to stunt My wrists stay rocked up My TV's pop up in a Maybach Benz Nigga you can't see me My Bentley GT got smoke gray rims My neck stay blinging, my rims stay gleaming, I'm shining man I see you scheming, nigga keep on dreaming, I

I see you rushing now Hey Jo sorry I hurt you, but they say love is a virtue don't they? Tell me how to reach you What did Harvard teach you? I see people on the floor They're slidin' to the sea Can't stay here anymore We're turning into thieves If I

Burn mother fucker, burn mother fucker, burn There's nothing you can teach me In hell mother fucker, burn mother fucker, burn I swear you're out to get me I'd live but you won't let me You try but you can't reach me My heart is frozen

If you've a lesson to teach me, I'm listening, ready to learn There's no one here to police me, I'm sinking in, until you return Don't deviate, don't be afraid Without the last corner piece I can't calibrate, And now it's no ones fault but yours At the

'Cause she knows she can pull it off She puts it on like it was made for her The kind of thing you can't teach or learn She puts it on on a Friday night It won't take long 'til you can't say no She walks in, she's gonna steal the show She puts it on and

Been this way for a long long while Can you teach an old dog new tricks? You can't teach an old dog You can't teach Maybe I need to change my style Maybe there's a few things I ought to fix. You can't teach an old dog new tricks. There must be something