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Somebody gimme one more cuz I just ran out
I don't go to the clubs and I don't stand out
Balls to the wall in the basement partyin'
Doesn't matter what bar we in or what car we in
Big Red on the 1s and 2s
Now I know just what to do
Start goin' buck wild cuttin' up the rug
In the middle of the music dealers living room
It's like "BOOM"
How ya like me now?
Fans do the wave so I surf the crowd
Speakers blown cuz we get so loud
Never sell out but our shows sold out
Get 'em like "HEY!"
Gettin' torn up in the middle of the day
Radical Something, you know what they say:
"Once you get a little taste then you'll never be the same"
Step right up, it's the last night
It's the last night, it's the last night
In the city of lights
It's the last night, it's the last night
It's the last night
To do what we came to do
Sweaty tee, drippin' wet
Did I get your number? I forget
It's Big Red, in my own weight class
Tomahawk, yeah breakin' glass
Yeah
Now we're on a roll
Sit back relax get comfortable
Cuz these days, got heat waves
Listen lil' mama, better behave
Oh
Instant replay, raps A-class
Never been a function that we can't crash
May laugh, but I bet you gon' move ya butt
When I pop off the top with the groovy stuff
I'm too faced to talk
And took a dang shot with a grain a salt
Hop right in, get right to it, movin'
Dare me enough and I just might do it
Step right up, it's the last night
It's the last night, it's the last night
In the city of lights
It's the last night, it's the last night
It's the last night
To do what we came to do
Yo, thanks for listenin'
Much love
Give us a shout - (818) 221-9368
Hahaha ahhhh Mitchy, you're great...
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