We mash up up the place Turn Turn up the bass Pack up up and run We'll pack up up and run We'll pack up up and run away, huh? And make them all have fun Make it it burn them And we will end your week

Anywhere we are, anywhere we go Everybody knows, we got the party with us Turn Turn this park into a club, the stars are lights And the moon is so bright from above Skateboard here's all right So pull on up, up, everyone is waiting for us We got the party with us

Come on, big dawg, where you wanna meet? (Dawg, where you wanna meet?) This shit, it just fill up up my entity (Yeah) Made me just feel like my enemy (Yeah) I might just turn turn into my inner beast (Yeah) Know we tote choppers, we in the streets (Yeah) You

Mine, all mine, all mine Shes my radio turned up up to 11 Shes my country song that I just gotta sing along to So fine, so fine, like the finest wine Shes my blue-eyed dream, my summer queen I cant believe shes mine, all mine Whoa, oh, whoa, oh, oh I'm a

And start again I just wanna roll my sleeves up up Can’t I just turn turn back the clock? Forgive my sins? I know that I messed it it up Time and time again And yes I know it’s hard to take it it backwards from my mind I need to get it it right, need to see some light

But I'm still waiting, yeah, and I'm still waiting And if my hand could block the sun, Would we ever wake up up? And if I turned back all these clocks, Would that be time enough? On clearer days I can see the lights from my bedroom door, On windy nights I

I can't get enough, yeah Moving my body All night long and do it it again I keep turning it it up, yeah The music is taking me higher I'm feeling inspired Don't want you to stop it it We dance in the streets We rock to the beat

Why doesn't she need him for a father? Not only maidens can occupy my shack Goring my manhood turns a man off. Like Pepe LePew would say, Hey, hey, hey! -- then we clash! I got my diddly spayed She laughs about it. Shrinking inflections if the wind blows

Oh my God, oh my God Blocka, blocka, big up, up, big up up It’s the Coke Boy nigga with the A$AP Mob I see ‘em hatin’ on the boy huh? ‘Til I pull up up on the boy, huh? But you couldn’t fuck with the flow I got City just turned into the oh I ride Pretty

Baby while you're at it it you might as well let down your hair And I can take it it from there Grab a couple glasses and a bottle of wine Walk down the hall and turn turn down the lights I can take it it from there Ain't nothin' goin' on in town tonight Except the