We dont wanna go home
Were bad people and we do bad things
Here we go, dont ya know
Were the ones that keep it wicked
Rock n Roll, all good, mix it up
Thats my ticket
Cruisin in my Cadillac Escalade trickin
Sometimes like it easy, sometimes
Like it rugged
Keep control, dont ya know
Hit the floor, run for cover
Flew around the world about fifty times over
From New York to LA to the white cliffs of
Dover, the road can be my enemy
The road can be my lover
(watch how we do this here
yeah, watch how we do this here)
From the humble neighborhoods
Were takin over the dance floor
From the humble neighborhoods
Were gettin out of control
Here we go, hit the road
Were the ones that make it crazy
Mix it up, try luck
This aint time to get lazy
Meetin at 11 in the hotel lobby
Same faces, different places
NEver knowin where we going now
Someday Im gonna die but it
Wont be from boredom
If youve got the skills then I suggest
That you throw down
Meet us at the spot cause its
Gonna be a showdown
Naw, you cant ride the bus
Man you better cool down
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