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

The party over, we can still dance girl
But I don't no rhythm
So take a chance with a nigga
me, yeah, like me

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

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

Yeah, um
All I was a stick, grab the marshmallows
Mother fuckers getting and burned
I earned it, my flog gnaw badge is good
On this brand new
The on the flag waving over the cabin
Now grab graham crackers and pass them over here
Hurry, quickly I a piece of Hersheys
Darker than the corners of the bushes we be
I the mellow over the graham
Heated it too long now it's over my hand
it, I'll bite it, I burnt it, but I liked it
Camping with my niggas, its so fucking

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

Sat by the fire, do gentle
Transformation cease to be
Create sweetness

You me of my Bimmer
A lot of space, the perfect two seater
You got a lot of drive I'm trying to up
But it's not a lot of on ya meter
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

Pop some tame impala, your man got a impala
And I'm sharing slurpees and you ain't even to swallow
You're fucking nuts, top we coupled up
Run my through em as you wax and buff my muffler
Cause I fingered you, you think the fucking ring is up?
Maybe, I don't know, I you're chill
Riding on my pegs, and my back your legs
And a seat 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 drive I'm to keep up
But it's not a lot of miles on ya
You me of my Bimmer
See ignition, baby girl I'm trying to key up
And head lights 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, it'll get dark outside (ride for it)
Where the streetlights (ride for it)
(Ride for it)
You ain't gotta lie to kick it its cool
We slow

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