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

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

Um, I said, the party isn't
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 fucking 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 brand new jacket
The donuts on the flag waving over the
Now grab them graham crackers and pass over here
Hurry, I need a piece of Hersheys
Darker than the corners of the we be lurking
I centered the mellow the graham
Heated it too long now melting over my hand
it, I'll bite it, I burnt it, but I liked it
Camping with my niggas, its so exciting

We're making by the campfire
Camp flog gnaw, golf wang

Sat by the fire, do witness
cease to be mindless
Create your

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 impala, your man got a lame impala
And I'm sharing slurpees and you ain't even begin to
You're fucking nuts, green top we up
Run my through em as you wax and buff my muffler
Cause I fingered you, you think the ring is coming up?
Maybe, I don't know, I you're chill
Riding on my pegs, and my back against your
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 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 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 gotta lie to kick it its cool
We moving

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