AGAIN AND AGAIN

No, you can't tell me what I like (what I like)

I ain't no typical stereotype (no)

I got my shades on and my bling

I'm king, my ring-a-ling-a-ling

You can't touch this (you can't touch this) Ha

 

 

I got a fashion that you want a piece of (oh yea)

So full of passion and so full of love (l-ove)

This is the high-life, this is the fame

I'll make you want a piece of me, again and again

 

I got a style that makes you look at me twice (twice)

I could be bad but I could also be nice (oh yea)

This is the high-life, this is the fame

I'll make you want a piece of me, again and again

 

 

No, you can't put a label on it (nuh-oh)

I'm something like a supersonic (s-s-s-supersonic)

I started trendy in my teens

With my jeans, to your never ending dreams

No, you can't touch this (you can't touch this) Ha

 

 

I got a fashion that you want a piece of (oh yea)

So full of passion and so full of love (l-ove)

This is the high-life, this is the fame

I'll make you want a piece of me, again and again

 

I got a style that makes you look at me twice (twice)

I could be bad but I could also be nice (oh yea)

This is the high-life, this is the fame

I'll make you want a piece of me, again and again