Come
on baby bounce,
work your backbone popping bounce
All the hands up in the air, let's bounce
You hang on to me,
looking at my hips,
I'm so tired,
wandering around the car
My hand is clenched, I'm clenching my heels,
I'm looking for the color of the night
I'm swinging,
my swing is on my wings,
I'm on my wings
You hang on to me,
looking at my hips,
I'm so tired,
wandering around the car
My hand
is clenched, I'm clenching my heels,
I'm looking for the color of the night
I'm swinging, my swing is on my wings,
I'm on my wings
Hands off the higa, hand up inside the air
When you take the fire,
the environment,
the bodies are there,
here
Our tone is already stuck,
wet,
good,
bad,
new Kim style
With a rhythm,
soft bass,
the market is normal at every hard hit
There is nothing to do in that tour in
front of your sister who never forgives
Turn off the fire in the cold shower,
shake it up,
down,
shake it left and right
When the music's volume rises and the
rhythm makes you feel like a child
There is meaning in my words,
you will understand as you listen
When the woman in the corner cuts you,
when the blood level in your brain turns to a counter
I'm hanging on you,
looking at the scenery,
passing the days,
getting wet,
getting wet
I have a time in my pocket, I have a car
Holding my hand,
closing my eyes,
I'm looking for my color tonight
I have in myucheanges I have time
♪ This little loaf boy up here and the others over there ♪
♪ this slow if you bolt and run you'll get up,
mother's dirt gets yours ♪
♪ When you're as big as you get get up,
and you're a bit smaller get over here and that's a golden treat ♪
♪ Little loaf boy now,
you're inside mother's,
tiffany's glade and it's important to know get up,
mother's dirt gets yours ♪
The spin
So large, rise 20, so ramps baby.
So loud, eyes and rocks.
So loud, so much you got.
We bounce, we turn on your bounce.
We text out, you come outside.
So loud, so loud.
So loud, we're talking loud.
So loud, so loud.
So loud, so loud.
So loud, so loud.
So loud, so loud.
So loud, so loud.