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

You just forgot your girlfriend even existed

'cause 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...'cause your best friend

Finally copped a feel