M.F.P.O.T.Y.

Boy, I know that you want some of all this But I'm out with my girls and you can't touch lightning So we dance, and we dance like you're just not there Only been over here 'bout a minute But you already sound like a dick, stop tryin' So we dance, so we dance like you're just not there 'Cause ew! What's wrong with you? No, the problem is not my attitude But you're, ew, just not my type And the next time I won't be so polite 'Cause, hey This could be great, this could be cray This could be the mother fucking party of the year Trying too hard, tryna to be hot Trying to keep on talking to us when we don't care Keep it all in your pants, boy Keep it all in your pants, boy (This could be the mother fucking party of the year) So you can tell all your friends playing cupid That it ain't gonna work 'cause you just look foolish Back it up, back it up, yeah, hello, goodbye Get a hold of yourself for you lose it Baby, laugh all you like, but I just might do it Back it up, back it up, cause you're killin' vibes 'Cause ew! What's wrong with you? No, the problem is not my attitude But you're, ew, just not my type And the next time I won't be so polite 'Cause, hey This could be great, this could be cray This could be the mother fucking party of the year Trying too hard, tryna to be hot Trying to keep talking to us when we don't care Keep it all in your pants, boy Keep it all in your pants, boy (This could be the mother fucking party of the year) Yeah, uh huh, yeah, let's go! Hey boy, this should be the part This should be the part where you eat your words like Hey boy, this should be the part This should be the part where I kick ya to the curb like Hey boy, this should be the part This should be the part where you eat your words like Hey boy, this should be the part This should be the part where I kick ya to the curb like Uh, thanks but no thanks Hey, this could be great, this could be cray This could be the mother fucking party of the year Trying too hard, tryna to be hot Trying to keep talking to us when we don't care Keep it all in your pants, boy Keep it all in your pants, boy (This could be the mother fucking party of the year) Hey, this could be great, this could be cray This could be the mother fucking party of the year Trying too hard, tryna to be hot Trying to keep talking to us when we don't care Keep it all in your pants, boy Keep it all in your pants, boy (This could be the mother fucking party of the year) Keep it all in your pants, boy You ain't got a chance, boy Ha-ha-ha-ha