Lyrics of 'Accelerate (feat. Ty Dolla $ign & 2 Chainz)' by Christina Aguilera

Hide it 'til we feel it
Then we feel it, 'til we fight it, yeah (c'mon, c'mon)
(C'mon, c'mon)
Hold it 'til we need it, never leave it
Didn't want it, yeah (c'mon, c'mon)
(C'mon, c'mon)

[Christina Aguilera & Ty Dolla $ign]
New York, worldwide (L.A., worldwide)
Boy, that's my city (girl, that's my home)
Just pulled up to the hotel (hotel, hotel)
All my day ones here with me (ah, yeah)
We got moola, power, we on fire tonight
Gonna get it how we want it, 'cause we 'bout it
'Bout that life

Baby, it's alright (baby, it's alright)
Baby, it's OK (baby, it's OK)
Spark round later (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Don't worry 'bout tomorrow (all day)
I'll be with my ladies, you can find me there
Try to play us, we gon' start a riot up in here

Accelerate, c'mon babe, pick up your speed
Stamina, fill me up, that's what I need
Another shot, you comin' home with me
Fuck all these drugs, fuck all these clubs
What's wrong with me? (Oh, yeah, yeah)

All my boss ladies (in the city, yeah)
Go get your Mercedes (skrt skrt, skrt skrt )
No matter long as you get there (get there)
Just don't let it drive you crazy (ah ha)
Get that moola, power, you on fire tonight
You can get it how you want it, that's it, go tonight

Baby, it's alright, baby, it's alright
Baby, it's OK, baby (it's OK)
Spark round later
Don't worry 'bout tomorrow (nah, nah, nah, nah)
I'll be with my ladies, you can find me there (find me)
Try to play us, we gon' start a riot up in here

[Christina Aguilera, Ty Dolla $ign & 2 Chainz]
Accelerate, c'mon babe, pick up your speed
Stamina, fill me up, that's what I need
Another shot, you comin' home with me (yeah)
Fuck all these drugs, fuck all these clubs (2 Chainz)
What's wrong with me?

[2 Chainz]
Right, left, mic left, mic check, trap check
Sex drive NASCAR, crash it like the Nasdaq
More than you can expect
Everything except jealousy and envy
We gon' move on past that
Joint strong, pass that
Ooh, girl, bad, bad
Where the, where the cash at?
Don't forget the hashtag
Pretty, pretty, so saditty, work it out, muscle memory
Get the money, my ability
Until the end, 2000, infinity
I put it in, now that you're feelin' me (feelin' me)
Look how I'm killin' it (killin' it)
Leavin' the dealership (yeah)
You ain't got internet? (You ain't heard?)
Just left the Benedict
I got them benefits
Did it deliberate
Killed you to prove I'm innocent

[Christina Aguilera & Ty Dolla $ign]
Hide it 'til we feel it
Then we feel it, 'til we fight it, yeah (c'mon, c'mon)
(C'mon, c'mon)
Hold it 'til we need it, never leave it
Didn't want it, yeah (c'mon, c'mon)
Fuck all these drugs, fuck all these clubs (c'mon, c'mon)
What's wrong with me?

Accelerate, c'mon babe, pick up your speed
(Pick up your speed, babe)
Stamina, fill me up, that's what I need (oh, yeah)
Another shot, you comin' home with me
Fuck all these drugs, fuck all these clubs
What's wrong with me?