Humblebee

Chilling in the dark room

Somebody's getting fucked soon

I've got nothing to do

Listening to some nice tunes

Now I'm in the right mood

The bass makes me go: WOOP

I've got nothing to do

That track is pretty dope dude

Friday, Feierabend

How did I get here?

Lame ass party, drunk as shit

As my ears just sense a hit

And it goes like

Chilling in the dark room

Somebody's getting fucked soon

I've got nothing to do

Listening to some nice tunes

Now I'm in the right mood

The bass makes me go: WOOP

I've got nothing to do

That track is pretty dope dude

Cut the crowd and make my way through

Like Moses split the sea

Crowded dancefloor, sceptic faces

Can't distract me from my mission

No!

I can feel it in my hair tips

My sixth sense is on alert

This song drops any second

And I prepare to throw down

Yeah what a sick sound

I look around

But there is no one dancing

Hey that's okay

I'm having fun

My moves are hotter than the sun

My head I bow, what a great show

I cannot fathom how sick this is, yo

My head I bow, just tell me how

Anyone could not like this?!

Yeah what a sick sound

I look around

But there is no one dancing

Hey that's okay

I'm having fun

My moves are hotter than the sun

My head I bow, what a great show

I cannot fathom how sick this is, yo

My head I bow, just tell me how

Anyone could not like this?!