Lyrics:

What kind of trouble did I get into? Gotcha moving, gotcha moving Not staying long just passing through Keep you rolling, keep you rolling I know the chemicals you like too Gotcha moving, gotcha moving And if you ask me nice I'll take you to school Keep you rolling, keep you rolling I took all I need I don't need no more Then I'll take what I want Until I want some more You can't stop Or I might pass ya If you slow down I'll out last ya But when you're down You won't find me laughing Just one question I might ask ya It might sound like a disaster Can you make this thing go faster? I know something baby we can do Gotcha moving, gotcha moving A pinch, a bite, a lick or maybe two Keep you rolling, keep you rolling Saw what I came to see Don't want to see no more I don't think it's diseased But is sure is sore