tonightGot my hair up real beauty queen styleHigh heels

Down on the West Coast, they got a sayin'If you're not

we could go back to the basicsTrailer park love,

say you want your own life, well I do,

smell like a million rosesBathed in rock 'n' rollOurs

make me wanna let my hair down, manYou make

dancer so rareMove down, up slowProstitute stareI do what

the other womanOther woman, other womanOther woman, other womanOther woman,

you do to me is indescribableGot me sparkling just

don't like no small thingsEven ridin' 'round on tall

you ever seen a dead man?A dead man lying

haven't done a cartwheel since I was nineI

keep it simple, babeDon't make it complicatedDon't tell me

grew up on hip-hop, I grew up on hip-hopI grew

go-go dancer so rare (Mhm)Move down, up slow, prostitute

είναι το πρόβλημαΓιατί ξέρω πως θες να μιλήσουμε γι'

my God, I feel itFeel itOh my GodOh my GodOh

roll like thunder when you come crashin' inTown ain't

seen the world, done it allHad my cake nowDiamonds,

you walk through a stormHold your head up highAnd