pink
humble neighborhoods
We don't wanna go home We're bad people and we do bad things Verse 1: Here we go, don't ya know We're the ones that keep it wicked Rock n' Roll, all good, mix it up That's my ticket Cruisin' in my Cadillac Esclade trickin' Sometimes like it easy, sometimes Like it rugged Kepp control, don't 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 Chorus: From the humble neighborhoods WE're takin' over the dance floor From the humble neighborhoods We're gettin' out of control Verse 2: Here we go, don't ya know We're the ones that make it crazy This ain't time to get lazy Mettin' at 11 in the hotel loby Same faces, different places Never knowin' where we going now Someday I'm gonna die but it Won't be from boredom If you've got the skills then I suggest That you throw down Meet us at the spot 'cause it's Gonna be a showdown Nay, you can't ride the bus Man you better cool down Chorus Verses 1 and 2 Chorus (out)