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Um, I said, the party isn't
We can still dance, but I don't 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 with a
me, yeah, like me

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

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

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

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

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

You remind me of my
A lot of trunk space, the perfect two
You got a lot of I'm trying to keep 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 are off I'm trying to see 'em
But not a lot of miles on ya meter
So let me start it up and

Pop some tame impala, your man got a impala
And I'm slurpees 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 fingered you, you think the fucking is coming up?
Maybe, I know, I think you're chill
on my pegs, and my back against your legs
And a seat belt is needed if I get 'em, yeah

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

Mmmm, it'll get dark outside (ride for it)
Where the sing (ride for it)
(Ride for it)
You ain't gotta lie to kick it its cool
We moving

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 on ya meter
You remind me of my Bimmer,
You remind me of my