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