Dance, dance, dance yea
Did you think I would chill with the party yea
Did you think he was hot that I wanted him
If your that superficial than your one of em
Did ya, did ya get that smoke up
Did you fall down the hole get the rope up
We're to cool, got the car gonna roll up
Blow it up, blow it up, blow it up and turn it up
Play that sound, play that sound, blow it up and turn it loud
He gone eat me out like a rollup
Poppin, poppin pills in our bodies
Rockin djs up in the parties
He gone bend me down like palates
Likin dudes rockin hard ab bodies
BAH
Love is in the air, yea
Raindrops in our hair, yea
The musics loud so we just dance
They want us to conform
But were just not the norm
The musics loud so we just, dance dance dance yea
Ay yo, turn, turn the amp down low
Grap the keys cause its time to go
Gotta, gotta, gotta get that flow
Get it, get it, get it, get it down low
I, I, turn the beat up louder
On your knees better whiff that powder
Beatcha, beatcha, beatcha heart up louder
Have a, have a, have a fun last hour
Get it high, get it low, whatcha want time to go
Get the line, you so fine, oh that bitch you one of mine
Whatcha want, get hot, get it fast, get it hot
Think your cool, maybe not, look at me I'm what you thought
Better get it high better get it low
I'm a f*ckin magnet, I be rockin out the dough
Hear the cops, get the money in the bag, time to go
Did you think I was good guy, oh honey, hell no, yea
Blow it up, blow it up, blow it up and turn it up
Play that sound, play that sound, blow it up and turn it loud
Love is in the air, yea
Raindrops in our hair, yea
The musics loud so we just dance
They want us to conform
But were just not the norm
The musics loud so we just, dance dance dance yea
Papapose for the picture
I bought a fresh pair of sneaker
She wasn't fun so I left her
They bowin down till they knees hurt
And they twidle them fingers
Cause the pain still lingers
And Imma use my super power
To have this last fun hour
Love is in the air, yea
Raindrops in our hair, yea
The musics loud so we just dance
They want us to conform
But were just not the norm
The musics loud so we just, dance dance dance yea
Get it, Kota yea, Will Bryant
One two three, lets go
Summertime Anthem
Summertime Anthem
Scream, Summertime Anthem
Summertime Anthem
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Dance, dance, dance yea
Did you think I would chill with the party yea
Did you think he was hot that I wanted him
If your that superficial than your one of em
Did ya, did ya get that smoke up
Did you fall down the hole get the rope up
We're to cool, got the car gonna roll up
Blow it up, blow it up, blow it up and turn it up
Play that sound, play that sound, blow it up and turn it loud
He gone eat me out like a rollup
Poppin, poppin pills in our bodies
Rockin djs up in the parties
He gone bend me down like palates
Likin dudes rockin hard ab bodies
BAH
Love is in the air, yea
Raindrops in our hair, yea
The musics loud so we just dance
They want us to conform
But were just not the norm
The musics loud so we just, dance dance dance yea
Ay yo, turn, turn the amp down low
Grap the keys cause its time to go
Gotta, gotta, gotta get that flow
Get it, get it, get it, get it down low
I, I, turn the beat up louder
On your knees better whiff that powder
Beatcha, beatcha, beatcha heart up louder
Have a, have a, have a fun last hour
Get it high, get it low, whatcha want time to go
Get the line, you so fine, oh that bitch you one of mine
Whatcha want, get hot, get it fast, get it hot
Think your cool, maybe not, look at me I'm what you thought
Better get it high better get it low
I'm a f*ckin magnet, I be rockin out the dough
Hear the cops, get the money in the bag, time to go
Did you think I was good guy, oh honey, hell no, yea
Blow it up, blow it up, blow it up and turn it up
Play that sound, play that sound, blow it up and turn it loud
Love is in the air, yea
Raindrops in our hair, yea
The musics loud so we just dance
They want us to conform
But were just not the norm
The musics loud so we just, dance dance dance yea
Papapose for the picture
I bought a fresh pair of sneaker
She wasn't fun so I left her
They bowin down till they knees hurt
And they twidle them fingers
Cause the pain still lingers
And Imma use my super power
To have this last fun hour
Love is in the air, yea
Raindrops in our hair, yea
The musics loud so we just dance
They want us to conform
But were just not the norm
The musics loud so we just, dance dance dance yea
Get it, Kota yea, Will Bryant
One two three, lets go
Summertime Anthem
Summertime Anthem
Scream, Summertime Anthem
Summertime Anthem
Did you think I would chill with the party yea
Did you think he was hot that I wanted him
If your that superficial than your one of em
Did ya, did ya get that smoke up
Did you fall down the hole get the rope up
We're to cool, got the car gonna roll up
Blow it up, blow it up, blow it up and turn it up
Play that sound, play that sound, blow it up and turn it loud
He gone eat me out like a rollup
Poppin, poppin pills in our bodies
Rockin djs up in the parties
He gone bend me down like palates
Likin dudes rockin hard ab bodies
BAH
Love is in the air, yea
Raindrops in our hair, yea
The musics loud so we just dance
They want us to conform
But were just not the norm
The musics loud so we just, dance dance dance yea
Ay yo, turn, turn the amp down low
Grap the keys cause its time to go
Gotta, gotta, gotta get that flow
Get it, get it, get it, get it down low
I, I, turn the beat up louder
On your knees better whiff that powder
Beatcha, beatcha, beatcha heart up louder
Have a, have a, have a fun last hour
Get it high, get it low, whatcha want time to go
Get the line, you so fine, oh that bitch you one of mine
Whatcha want, get hot, get it fast, get it hot
Think your cool, maybe not, look at me I'm what you thought
Better get it high better get it low
I'm a f*ckin magnet, I be rockin out the dough
Hear the cops, get the money in the bag, time to go
Did you think I was good guy, oh honey, hell no, yea
Blow it up, blow it up, blow it up and turn it up
Play that sound, play that sound, blow it up and turn it loud
Love is in the air, yea
Raindrops in our hair, yea
The musics loud so we just dance
They want us to conform
But were just not the norm
The musics loud so we just, dance dance dance yea
Papapose for the picture
I bought a fresh pair of sneaker
She wasn't fun so I left her
They bowin down till they knees hurt
And they twidle them fingers
Cause the pain still lingers
And Imma use my super power
To have this last fun hour
Love is in the air, yea
Raindrops in our hair, yea
The musics loud so we just dance
They want us to conform
But were just not the norm
The musics loud so we just, dance dance dance yea
Get it, Kota yea, Will Bryant
One two three, lets go
Summertime Anthem
Summertime Anthem
Scream, Summertime Anthem
Summertime Anthem
Writer: Mason Suba, William Briand
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid