Lyrics

Sine waves make the bass Gonna take y'all to a higher place Four bucks for a gallon of what I'm a highway baby, don't need to rush Side chains squash the bass Blast this ship into outer space You a Pac-Man bitch on the old Atari We grand theft auto in a hot Ferrari Oh, last night, had a little party Got drunk, welcomed everybody Woke up, three in the P.M. I feel good, I guess that I beat them What I like is girls cookin' breakfast And what I really like is that they cookin' naked It feels right when you're living your dream I put my purple pants on and then I step on the scene Hey, [unverified] Top down, bumpin' the method Music so loud that we might get arrested At the club, the line is long (How long?) About as long as my dingily-dong [Unverified] Sine waves make the bass Gonna take y'all to a higher place Four bucks for a gallon of what I'm a highway baby, don't need to rush Side chains squash the bass Blast this ship into outer space You a Pac-Man bitch on the old Atari We grand theft auto in a hot Ferrari We step into DUB, rockin' the fro LMFAO baby, now we in control It's like ahh, what a beautiful feelin' I got five dollars but I feel like a million
Writer(s): Stefan Kendal Gordy, Skyler Husten Gordy, Kenneth David Jordan, Scott Kirkland Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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