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Delirious (Boneless) - Chris Lorenzo Remix

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Grab your friend by the hand Body like give me some of that (wooh) Grab your friend by the hand Damn, body like give me some of that (wooh) Grab your friend by the hand (wooh) Damn, body like give me some of that (wooh) Grab your friend by the (wooh) Kid Ink Hold up, you got me woke up The way you roll that, sticky like okra Just let me coach ya, show you about my culture It's a late night show like Conan Bitch, the party ain't over Go ham in here and grab your friend by the hand Let me know, is you down? Body like playmate of the year I might make the play of the year Already know that we don't play fair But I think that you and your girl should give me some of that We staying out 'til the sun up, twisted and burnt up Can't nobody stop us, us, us, us, us, us, us Out 'til the sun up, twisted and burnt up Can't nobody stop us, us, us, us, us, us, us Out 'til the sun up, twisted and burnt up Can't nobody stop us, us, us, us, us, us, us We staying down Body like down Body like down Body like down Bitch, the party ain't over Body like down Body like down Body like down Ugh, Kid Ink Go ham in here and grab your friend by the hand Go ham in here and grab your friend by the hand Go ham in here and grab your friend by the hand Let me know, is you down? Body like playmate of the year Go ham in here and grab your friend by the hand Go ham in here and grab your friend by the hand Go ham in here and grab your friend by the hand Let me know, is you down? Body like playmate of the year Body like down Body like down Body like down Bitch, the party ain't over La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la Give me some of that, give me some of that Give me some of that, give me some of that Give me some of that La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la Come and take a ride, stay up all night, okay We on sunset until the sun up I got my goons here so don't you run up It could get ugly, think I need a wing man I'm straight from California, smelling like the weed man La-la-la-la-la, I got gelato, so go and take a hit Dip, trip, one sip of the fifth I ain't seen nothin', girl, plead the fifth Make your man cease to exist All this money don't make no sense, you scared? We staying out 'til the sun up, twisted and burnt up Can't nobody stop us, us, us, us, us, us, us Out 'til the sun up, twisted and burnt up Can't nobody stop us, us, us, us, us, us, us Out 'til the sun up, twisted and burnt up Can't nobody stop us, us, us, us, us, us, us We staying down Body like down Body like down Body like down Bitch, the party ain't over Body like down Body like down Body like down Ugh, Kid Ink