Lyrics

I walk in like hello how do you do I need a little liquor in me just to start the mood And I don't mean to be rude, or even act a fool I just do a little better with an attitude So black out, party till we pass out Always in the fast route Riki tiki tiki tum tum Sticky icky icky like it's bubbleyum Getting some, going dumb, maybe we'll shut it And party like you're turning 21 Trouble gets loud it's on the tip of your tongue Aw son of a gun We getting dizzy like we're rascals King up in castle, always worth a hassle Only thing we wanna do is get triply on the track And we only stop so that we can back Turn the bass up Girl pick your face up I wanna see you move Turn the lights down It's gonna get loud I wanna see you move And you can bring your friends Look, I don't wanna be misunderstood I don't wanna leave you on the hook I ain't ever been the type that's acting like I'm shook All day looking like you're 'Yonce Sippin on some Veve Clique baby cause you fancy Dressing like you dead chiq end up my fiancé Got my knees all week put that body on me And get loud, you type of girl to make my mama proud You the type of girl to make me ditch the crowd You the type of girl to make me scream and shoutl And I don't bout you, but I'm ready right now Turn the bass up Girl pick your face up I wanna see you move Turn the lights down It's gonna get loud I wanna see you move And you can bring your friends So The Way The Way music usually works like Today It's like at this point You get a feature, Like some cool rapper or something But like honest to god We couldn't really afford it So we just you know we keep the beat Going on a little bit more Going on a little bit more And I know it would have been cool But like, money's tight right now But it's cool like this is the part where it like Breaks down And then it all builds back up Watch I wanna see you move Turn the lights down It's gonna get loud I wanna see you move You know what I'm gonna say bring your friends bring your friends You can bring your friends you can bring your family Distant relatives that only send you five dollars every year at christmas it's cool Bring'em all!
Writer(s): Samuel Michael Shrieve Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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