Bring Your Friends

Sam Shrieve

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


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