Oh, I got some party favors for you Party favors for you I’ve been tripping, high off blue dream Breathe into me, you know Inhale, exhale, I'm so dizzy They can't see me, I'm gone Woah, oh, they don't go as hard as I do, oh I brought some to the party

Oh oh oh oh oh woah oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh All this bad blood here, won't you let it dry? It's been cold for years, won't you let it lie? I don't wanna hear about the bad blood anymore I don't wanna hear you talk about it anymore We were young and drinking

I'm sorry for partying and Bacardi'n What's happenin' in the back yard again It started with a couple friends and some dude in a cardigan Came rollin' in at 3 am I don't know when it's gonna end So for now, I'm sorry for... woah Partying, partying...

Radio retaliation, it's such a different corporation Singing woah now, we a go wake up the nation We taking over your station and we a go change the vibration Woah now, retaliation People fi get up and pump them fist when sleepy talk Hear mi transmission

Uh woah uh woah uh woah Ahora puedo regalar (qué) Un pedacito a cada nena, solo un pedacito Ahora te digo goodbye Uh woah uh woah uh woah Tú me partiste el corazón (Maluma, baby) Tú me partiste el corazón (ay, mi corazón) Pero mi amor no hay problema, no

Yo soy del barrio un famoso Yo soy de es quina del barrio soy Yo sé que soy soy Yo soy de esquina del barrio soy Es que mi esquina es saoco Que si caigo vuelvo y me levanto Woah oh oh oh Woah oh oh oh oh

This is gonna be the best day of my life My li-i-i-i-i-ife Wo-o-o-o-o-oh, wo-o-o-o-o-oh I'm never gonna look back Woah, never gonna give it up I had a dream so big and loud I jumped so high I touched the clouds I stretched my hands out to the sky We

Do you wanna be a friend of mine? Amy don't you go I want you around Singin' woah, please don't go Is your heart singing out of tune Dirty records from another time Some blood stains on your shoes Amy please don't go Are your eyes just singing the blues

(Nigga I'm too lowkey for that) (I'm too lowkey for that) Niggas on the bad slope, finna crash woah Tryna show the hoes the cash flow My foot is on the gas though (I'm not too lowkey for that) What's up? What it do? What's up? What it do? It's all dope,

Hey, here's to you California Beautiful haze of suburbia Living in the perfect weather Spending time inside together Na, na na, na na, na na, na na (woah-ohh) Beige little boxes in a row Neighbors and friends that you don't know Here's a form, go wait in