Lyrics

The girls can stay, send their boyfriends home (who is gonna be there?) Yeah (just check on this) The girls can stay, send their boyfriends home I don't wanna see snaps, put away those phones Yeah The girls can stay, send their boyfriends home I don't wanna see snaps, put away those phones I just wanna see a big bum shakin' for the bros I'm leavin' with one or I might take both Or is that too greedy? She don't wanna leave me Don't need strobe lights, my wrist is beamin' Give her a tissue, her nose is bleedin' It's early in the mornin' but it's back to the PM, leanin' Yeah, it's corona season But we still party like it's a weekend (Yeah, it's corona season) (But we still party like it's a weekend) Yeah, it's corona season But we still party like it's a weekend (Oh, oh) (Oh, oh) (Oh, oh) Yeah, it's corona season But we still party like it's a weekend There's no pills to fix this virus I'm way too sick, doin' up all-nighters Cancel my plans and all of my priors Sun comes up and everyone's silent Why so quiet? It's back-to-back Quick catnap then it's back-to-back There's another bong that I don't get back So we might as well turn this room to a trap I just wanna see a big bum shakin' for the bros I just wanna kick it in my slippers and robe Noise complaints go out the window 'Til the wheels fall off, all day, let's go Yeah, it's corona season But we still party like it's a weekend (Oh, oh) (Oh, oh) (Oh, oh) Yeah, it's corona season But we still party like it's a weekend
Writer(s): Simeona Silapa, Nepomsein Irakunda, Emanuel Farag Atef Wassef, Kiril Ivanovski Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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