hear your heart beat to the beat of the drumsOh,

I hit ya later? 'Cause this my jamRollin' in

say a word, just turn it up and let me

badda-da-bah-bahComing out'cha mouth with'cha blah, blah, blahZip your lips

always making a sticky situationMickey, why you making a

could see it in your eyes, taste it in

think about you all the timeOne look, my knees

bought this fit for the paparazziI planned this shit

Jesus took the wheel to bakers fieldHe handed me a bottle

Sean Foreman & first kiss went a little like

a bitch I can't jump this, Evel KnievelI'm 'bout

so over it with loveEvery guy just super sucksThey

You spin my head right round, right roundWhen you go down,

a mad man's worldHappens every dayI don’t understandWhy the rules

Some like to call names, some like to divideYou don’t need

This kitten got your tongue tied in knots, I seeSpit it

(Music)(Music)(Music)(Music)(Music)(Power off)There's a place downtown where the freaks all come aroundIt's

crime, crime, crimeCrime, crime, crime, crimeCrime, crime, crime, crimeCrime, crime,

Two, three, you'll be crawling though myGo and find yourself a

that's buy my own things, I pay my