Lyrics The Music Made Me Do It - The Next Step feat. Deshaun Clarke & 6.5 Hours to Montreal

Been a long week
Been a long time coming
Gotta break free
Gotta go do something
Got my look right
Feeling so tight
And nothing can stop me now

Send a text out (send a text out)
Tell 'em where we're going (tell 'em where we're going)
Put my tunes on
Getting my beats flowing
Here we are now (here we go now)
Living so free (living so free)
And here we go

I put my hands up
I gotta move to it
I love the blood rush
My heart's beating to it
And when the bass drops
That's when I had to lose it
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
The music made me do it

The music made me do
The music made me do it
The music made me do
The music made me do it
The music made me do
The music made me do it
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
The music made me do it

The city turns up
That's how I really love it
Can never tame Mars
It comes in every colour
We go all night
To the sunrise
And nothing can stop us now

I put my hands up
I gotta move to it
I love the blood rush
My heart's beating to it
And when the bass drops
That's when I had to lose it
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
The music made me do it

The music made me do
The music made me do it
The music made me do
The music made me do it
The music made me do
The music made me do it
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
The music made me do it

Wakin' up every mornin'
Pickin' up my phone
Tryna catch a mess
Swear Jaja know I'm in charge
Even though D.C.
I'm not a dread

I got them single braids
And I'm in my own lane
Yeah, but, I got them single braids
And I'm in my own lane

The music made me do it
Then when they see me they say "hey"
Never want me to go away
But they never know what to do when I stay

Oh, I know the music made me do it
It don't bother me at all
All I know is I'm the reason for they stylin'
Boy, why you stylin'?
Is it 'cause this young boy had me bawlin'?

I know you want a piece
But I won't give it up
All I know is your attitude
Needs some switchin' up (young lady)
In my eyes, when I see you
You is a young baby
Movin' how you movin'
You lookin' so shady
To D.C., girl, your mind see me so crazy
I gave you a hand
That's where TO help
But you so lazy
I just wanna see you doin' well
Through all this
Yeah, you my baby girl

I throw my hands up
I gotta move to it
I love the blood rush
My heart's beating to it
And when the bass drops
That's when I had to lose it
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
The music made me do it

The music made me do
The music made me do it
The music made me do
The music made me do it
The music made me do
The music made me do it
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
The music made me do it

The music made me do
The music made me do it
The music made me do
The music made me do it
The music made me do
The music made me do it
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
The music made me do it

Wakin' up every mornin'
Pickin' up my phone
Tryna catch a mess
Swear Jaja know I'm in charge
Even though D.C.
I'm not a dread

Wakin' up every mornin'
Pickin' up my phone
Tryna catch a mess
Swear Jaja know I'm in charge
Even though D.C.
I'm not a dread