O.C.D (Obsessive Compulsive Dancing)

I just can't stop, I'm a freak
I just can't stop moving my body
We just can't stop when the beat drops
We just can't stop rockin' this party.

In my knee high boots, in my zebra dunks
My custom stampd chucks, or im my fuck me pumps
In my truck stop shades, in my fake gold chains
On the dancefloor you won't forget my name.

Cuz when I'm in the kitchen cooking up the new shit
When I'm in the bedroom taking care of bizness
I'm a freak for the beat and I just can't stop.

I just can't stop, I'm a freak
I just can't stop moving my body
We just can't stop when the beat drops
We just can't stop rockin' this party.

In the alley, in the basement, at the super mercado
In the mirror, in the shower, from the hills to the ghetto
At the ATM or in the parking lot
I breakdance, robot, pop and lock.

Cuz when I'm in the kitchen cooking up the new shit
When I'm in the bedroom taking care of bizness
I'm a freak for the beat and I just can't stop.

I just can't stop, I'm a freak
I just can't stop moving my body
We just can't stop when the beat drops
We just can't stop rockin' this party.