La música pop (del inglés pop music, contracción de popular music) es un género de música popular que tuvo su origen a finales de los años 1950 como una derivación del tradicional pop, en combinación con otros géneros musicales que estaban de moda en aquel momento. Los términos música pop y música popular se usan a menudo de manera indistinta, aunque el segundo tiene un sentido más amplio al dar cabida a otros géneros distintos del pop que se consideren populares.
Destiny Hope Cyrus (Franklin, Tennessee, 23 de noviembre de 1992) mejor conocida como Miley Ray Cyrus, es una cantautora y actriz estadounidense. Después de interpretar papeles menores en la serie de televisión Doc y la película Big Fish en su infancia, se convirtió en una ídolo adolescente al darle vida al personaje Miley Stewart en la serie de televisión Hannah Montana de Disney Channel en 2006. Su padre Billy Ray Cyrus también actuó en la serie , que se emitió durante cuatro temporadas hasta 2011.
Cyrus ha colocado tres álbumes en el número uno en el Billboard 200 de Estados Unidos con Meet Miley Cyrus (2007), Breakout (2008) y Bangerz (2013). Sus lanzamientos The Time of Our Lives (2009), Can not Be Tamed (2010) y Younger Now (2017) debutaron entre los cinco primeros en Estados Unidos, mientras que su álbum Miley Cyrus & Her Dead Petz (2015) se estrenó en transmisión gratuita en línea en SoundCloud. Además, Cyrus ha posicionado otras dos bandas sonoras en el número uno y tres entre las diez primeras como Hannah Montana. También obtuvo nueve entradas entre los diez mejores en la lista Billboard Hot 100 de los EE. UU.: "See You Again", "7 Things", "The Climb", "He Could Be the One" (como Hannah Montana), "Party in the U.S.A.", "Can't Be Tamed", "We Can't Stop", "Malibu" y "Wrecking Ball".
Round and round, and away we go
Round and round, and away we go
Four by four, and away we go
High not low, and away we go
Round and round, and away we go
And away we go, and away we go
Four by four, and away we go
High, not low, and away we go
I’m a female rebel, who can’t you tell?
Bang on the dashboard, just chipped a nail
Lean out the window, that's when I yell
Driving so fast, ’bout to piss on myself
Driving so fast ’bout to piss on myself
Police wanna get him, and put him in jail
I’mma do whatever to get him his bail
Hooked on donuts and rooster-tails
I’m in the passenger seat, riding high in the air
And we're driving fast 'til we plumb out of gas, let's go
Round and round, and away we go
Round and round, and away we go
Four by four, and away we go
High, not low, and away we go
Round and round, and away we go
And away we go, and away we go
Four by four, and away we go
High not low, and away we go
I’m a female rebel, can’t you see?
Riding around your backyard, who could it be?
Pull out on the scene right out of the seat
Pumping his breaks to the sound of the beat
Pumping his breaks to the sound of the beat
He don’t understand what he’s doing to me
Deep down inside like a pitbull in heat
Someone’s coming so we head for the streets
I’m in the passenger seat, flying highing, yeah
And we're driving fast 'til we plumb out of gas, let's go
Round and round, and away we go
Round and round, and away we go
Four by four, and away we go
High, not low, and away we go
Round and round, and away we go
And away we go, and away we go
Four by four, and away we go
High not low, and away we go
It’s 12 o’ clock and I don’t want to party
My big boy friend and my big truck hobby
A little bit of dirt never hurt nobody
Now I got dirt all over my body
Might as well light a L, his big fog lights is bright as hell
Calls it off, he starts to yell, he hits the gas so I grab the rail
Nelly:
Sure you want to ride with me?
If you scared don't lie to me!
I'm a crazy motherfucker from the Midwest
With a Mississippi flow and an Arch rest
Four by four up the altar steps
We doing donuts underneath the arch, yes!
I need a chick on time don't mind being early
A ride-or-die down like six thirty
A straight up chick like twelve o'clock
"I don't know where he at"
That's what she tell the cops
Take a stand for a nigga
Raise a hand for a nigga
I solemnly swear he was with me all day
To the judge: He the one I love
Hell they could tell
She don't even budge
Round and round we go
Don't stop til I tell you so
I’m in the passenger seat, flying highing, yeah
And we're driving fast 'til we plumb out of gas, let's go
Round and round, and away we go
Round and round, and away we go
Four by four, and away we go
Hander low, and away we go
Round and round, and away we go
And away we go, and away we go
Four by four, and away we go
Hander low, and away we go
I’m a female rebel, who can’t you tell?
Who can’t you tell? who can’t you tell?
I’m a female rebel, who can’t you tell?
Who can’t you tell? who can’t you tell?