Pop

Dirty pop...

Sick and tired of hearing all these people talk about
What’s the deal with this "Pop life" and when is it gonna fade out
The thing you’ve got to realize, what we’re doin’ is not a trend
We got the gift of melody, we’re gonna bring it ‘til the end
Come on...

It doesn’t matter
About the car I drive or what I wear around my neck
All that matters
Is that you recognize that it’s just about respect
It doesn’t matter
About the clothes I wear and where I go and why
All that matters
Is that you get hyped and we’ll do it to you everytime
Come on now...

Do you ever wonder why
This music gets you high
It takes you on a ride
Feel it when your body starts to rock
And the feelin’ you can’t stop
And the music’s all you got
This must be pop

Dirty pop...you can’t stop
You know you like this dirty pop

Now why you wanna try to classify the type of thing we do
‘Cause we’re just findin’ what we like and we say the same for you
I’m tired of feeling all around me animosity
Just worry about yours ‘cause I’ma get mine, now people can’t you see

It doesn’t matter
About the car I drive or the ice around my neck
All that matters
Is that you recognize that it’s just about respect (oh)
It doesn’t matter
About the clothes I wear and where I go and why
All that matters
Is that you get hyped and we’ll do it to you everytime
Come on...

Do you ever wonder why
This music gets you high
It takes you on a ride
Feel it when your body starts to rock
And the feelin’ you can’t stop
And the music’s all you got
This must be pop

Oooohhhh....
Man, I’m tired of singin’...

Dirty dirty dirty pop
Dirty pop
Do you ever wonder wonder wonder...

Do you ever wonder why
This music gets you high
It takes you on a ride
Feel it when your