Lyrics

Pineapple and twinkies, in the mellow It's how we're trippin' in the ghetto I'm just here because I want to, oh Sour patch kids and buddies in the backroom Use my puffies like it's perfume Lose your shit, you know it's all cool Everybody here's my friends Lord, I can see what you came here to do And I'm all low, stuck in middle going on for sure Hey, lose the rhythm with me, dance Take it chill, yeah pick your pace I'm just hanging with my friends Oh hey, get your groove on, make it sway Do your thing boy, it's ok I think we'll be more than friends I think we'll be more than friends My green thumbs are better in the bedroom Make you singing in falsetto Get all hippie in the meadows, oh I keep kickin' pillies in my sneakers Dirty jeans and dirty t-shirts Call me classy, I believe ya Everybody here's my friends Lord, I can see what you came here to do And I'm all low, stuck in middle going on for sure Hey, lose the rhythm with me, dance Take it chill, yeah pick your pace I'm just hanging with my friends Oh hey, get your groove on, make it sway Do your thing boy, it's ok I think we'll be more than friends I think we'll be more than friends We'll be, we'll be more than friends Woo, hey Why don't you come, coming with me Why don't you come, coming with me Why don't you come, coming with me Why don't you come, coming with me I can feel the way we trippin' Think you have what I've been missing Why don't you come, coming with me I can feel the way we trippin' Think you have what I've been missing I think we'll be more than friends Oh, oh, oh We'll be more than friends Baby we'll be more than friends Oh, oh, oh We'll be more than friends (I think we'll be more than friends) We'll be more than friends More than friends
Writer(s): Myra Granberg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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