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Um, I said, the party over
We can still dance, but I don't have no
So take a chance 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

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

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

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

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

Sat by the fire, do witness
Transformation to be mindless
Create sweetness

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

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

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

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

You remind me of my
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, smash
You remind me of my