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Um, I said, the party isn't
We can still dance, but I don't no rhythm
So fucking take a with me

The isn't over, we can still dance girl
But I have no rhythm
So take a chance with a nigga
Like me, yeah, me

Um, I said, the party isn't
We can still dance, but I don't no rhythm
So fucking take a with me

The isn't over, we can still dance girl
But I don't have no
So fucking take a chance a nigga
me, yeah, like me

Yeah, um
All I needed was a stick, grab the
Mother fuckers getting and burned
I it, my flog gnaw badge is looking good
On this new jacket
The on the flag waving over the cabin
Now grab them graham and pass them over here
Hurry, quickly I need a of Hersheys
Darker the corners of the bushes we be lurking
I centered the mellow over the
Heated it too long now it's over my hand
Fuck it, I'll bite it, I it, but I liked it
with my niggas, its so fucking exciting

We're smores by the campfire
flog gnaw, golf wang summer

Sat by the fire, do witness
cease to be mindless
Create your

You remind me of my
A lot of trunk space, the perfect two
You got a lot of drive I'm trying to up
But it's not a lot of miles on ya
You me of my Bimmer
See your ignition, baby I'm trying to key up
And your lights are off I'm trying to see 'em
But not a lot of miles on ya meter
So let me it up and smash

Pop some tame impala, man got a lame impala
And I'm sharing and you ain't even begin to swallow
You're nuts, green top we coupled up
Run my fingers through em as you wax and my muffler
Cause I you, you think the fucking ring is coming up?
Maybe, I don't know, I think you're
on my pegs, and my back against your legs
And a belt is needed if I get between 'em, yeah

You remind me of my
A lot of space, the perfect two seater
You got a lot of I'm trying to keep up
But it's not a lot of miles on ya
You me of my Bimmer
See your ignition, girl I'm trying to key up
And your head are off I'm trying to see 'em
But it's not a lot of miles on ya
So let me it up and smash

Mmmm, get dark outside soon (ride for it)
Where the streetlights (ride for it)
(Ride for it)
You ain't gotta lie to it girl its cool
We slow

You remind me of my
A lot of trunk space, the two seater
You got a lot of drive I'm to keep up
But it's not a lot of miles on ya
You remind me of my Bimmer,
You remind me of my