I just can't stop, I'm a freaknI just can't stop moving my bodynWe just can't stop when the beat dropsnWe just can't stop rockin' this partynnIn my knee high boots, in my zebra dunksnMy custom stampd chucks, or in my fuck me pumpsnIn my truck stop shades, in my fake gold chainsnOn the dancefloor, you won't forget my namenn'Cuz when I'm in the kitchen cooking up the new shitnWhen I'm in the bedroom taking care of biznessnI'm a freak for the beat and I just can't stop nJust can't stopnJust can't stopnJust can't stopnnI just can't stop, I'm a freaknI just can't stop moving my bodynWe just can't stop when the beat dropsnWe just can't stop rockin' this partynnIn the alley in the basement at the super mercadonIn the mirror, in the shower, from the hills to the ghettonAt the ATM or in the parking lotnI breakdance, robot, pop and locknnOnCnDnn'Cuz when I'm in the kitchen cooking up the new shitnWhen I'm in the bedroom taking care of biznessnI'm a freak for the beat and I just can't stopnJust can't stopnJust can't stopnJust can't stopnnDirty, dirty base gimmennI just can't stop, I'm a freaknI just can't stop moving my bodynWe just can't stop when the beat dropsnWe just can't stop rockin' this party nnOnCnDnn'Cuz when I'm in the kitchen cooking up the new shitnWhen I'm in the bedroom taking care of biznessnI'm a freak for the beat and I just can't stopnI'm a freak for the beat and I just can't stopnnOnCnDnnOnCnD