Do you like to boogie-woogie' Where's the party' I want to free my soul Where's the party' I want to lose control Dance with my, dance with my Music makes the people come together, yeah Music makes the bourgeoisie and the rebel Control, control, control,

Do the way you do it Turn up the radio So what if we lose control So throw your hands in the air Come on and make this count It's only you and me, never mind this crowd Do it like nobody's around, whoa So put your hands in the air Come on and waste no

I'll be your femmebot Like it or not I-I-I short circuit You make me lose control It's automatic You push my buttons See-e-e-e how I work it I-I-I-I get what I want The way you look at me

Gotta make it home to my baby I bet I'mma make it home to my baby Picture me rollin' tippin' my chaueffer Niggas look jealous, you gotta control it Reachin' my quota, mixin' my soda Feeling connected to God, tryna get closer Steppin' on roshes, me in my