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

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

We're making smores by the
Camp flog gnaw, wang summer

Sat by the fire, do witness
Transformation cease to be
your sweetness

You me of my Bimmer
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
See ignition, baby 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 on ya meter
So let me start it up and

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 fingers em as you wax and buff my muffler
Cause I fingered you, you the fucking ring is coming up?
Maybe, I don't know, I think you're
Riding on my pegs, and my against your legs
And a belt is needed if I get between 'em, yeah

You remind me of my
A lot of trunk space, the two seater
You got a lot of drive I'm trying to up
But not a lot of miles on ya meter
You remind me of my
See your ignition, baby girl I'm to key up
And your head lights are off I'm 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 remind me of my
A lot of trunk space, the two seater
You got a lot of I'm trying to keep up
But not a lot of miles on ya meter
You me of my Bimmer, smash
You remind me of my