Don't stop Get it out Don't leave a brother hangin' when he's holdin' out I can't believe this rock show's totally bitchin'
And I know that you want to be like me But you look so out of place And I know You got no style
Everybody come on I got a raised truck that's totally bomb When you're hangin' with the bros it's guaranteed Look at your mom
Givin' high fives to all the guys High fives to all the guys High fives to all the guys Props to the homies in the field Whoa-yeah So rock it out
After school Parking lot Its party time, good tunes bumpin' from my truck I can't believe we look so totally bitchin'
And I know that you want to be like us But you look so out of place And I know You got no style
Everybody come on I got a raised truck that's totally bomb When you're hangin' with the bros it's guaranteed Sex at the prom
Givin' high fives to all the guys High fives to all the guys High fives to all the guys You just forgot your girlfriend even existed When the bros showed up and things got totally bitchin' Whoa-yeah yeah yeah We're rockin' out
And I see You're lookin' to fight But I don't care, how you're feelin' tonight You and me Let's step outside Go, go, go-go-go, let's go!
Don't leave it hangin' When you're holdin' out Unless there's somthin' better to do
High fives to all the guys High fives to all the guys High fives to all the guys Maybe I'll stretch my ears a little bigger If I get a tattoo, the girls will come even quicker
Whoa-yeah yeah yeah Whoa-yeah yeah yeah And we're rockin' out Yeah yeah we're rockin' out
(One two high five!)
High fives to all the guys High fives to all the guys High fives to all the guys Giving props to The homies in the field Well your best friend finally copped a feelTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
