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We rolling down Beale street
In the Tennessee heat
I can't say it's the land of
But I'll tell ya, the booze cheap
And we met Drake's dad
Told him we from Hamilton
He said he knew a girl
Who had a thing for
And all the girls back home will you
Some ass men acting like boys

some Peter Pan shit we're tryna work out
But when Sunday comes around, you dig us on out?
So we can be in your again
Let me be in your again

I hold you (so high)
Well let me you (so tight)
So you hold up (that light)
So I can home to find you?
Yeah,
Yeah,

We took the 40 to Nashville
We started a bit irrational
The place was had questions
For a bunch of
So we down Broadway
Everybody sloppy
We met some girls married
But they came to party
And no one knows how we made it to the hotel
Adam took off his again, yes he did

There's Peter Pan shit we're tryna work out
But Sunday comes around, will you dig us on out?
So we can be in your arms
Girl, let me be in arms again

Because I you (so high)
let me hold you (so tight)
So won't you up (that light)
So I can come to find you?
Yeah,
Yeah,
her on up
her on up

I do my best thinking, thinking in the
I do my pre-drinking, drinking in the shower
So i about my neighbors and the politics and labor
Between Karl and Groucho, I tell you which I favor

Because I you (so high)
let me hold you (so tight)
So you hold up (that light)
Why won't you hold on line
I'm for ya
I hold you (so high)
Well let me you (so tight)
So you hold up (that light)
So I can come home to you?

Hold up light
I'm at sea
But I'm home