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Don't stop Get it out Don't leave a brother hangin' when he's holdin out I can't believe this rock show's totally bitchin' And I know that you want to be like me But you look so out of place And I know you got no style Everybody come on I got a raised truck that's totally bomb When you're hangin' with the bros it's guaranteed Look it's your mom (?) High fives to all the guys Props to the homies in the field We're rockin' out After school Parking lot Its party time, good tunes bumpin' from my truck I can't believe we look so totally bitchin' And I know that you want to be like us But you look so out of place And I know you got no style Everybody come on I got a raised truck that's totally bomb When you're hangin' with the bros it's guaranteed Sex at the prom High fives to all the guys Letras de cancionesYou just forgot your girlfriend even existed cuz the bros showed up and things got totally bitchin' Whoa-yeah And we're rockin' out High fives to all the guys Maybe I'll stretch my ears a little bigger If I get a tattoo, the girls will come even quicker Whoa- yeah And we're rockin' out High fives to all the guys Giving props to The homies in the field...cuz your best friend Finally copped a feel From Letras Mania