INTRO: Am E
Yes
Rizzle Kicks
Dag Nabbit
(Yayayayaaa)
VERSE
Am
Yo, you might hear me make a racket like Wilson
E
Cause I love summer no Rachel Wilson (YES)
Am
The winter will come,
E
We just have parties inside it's still fun,
Am
(We're jammin') pump this (We're bangin'),
E
Change your boyfriend let's 'av him,
Am
We're rowdy, girls make our judgement cloudy,
E
but when the sun comes up we're still alcys,
Am
We don't wanna be lowsy, or shameless,
E
but we're running round like we're brainless,
Am
now I've got grass stains on my brand new white trainers
E
(ON MY BRAND NEW WHITE TRAINERS)
Am
Ummmm... I know a few guys hate us,
E
they're as compelling as neighbours so laters,
Am
it's blaters we've got our own style, you know now,
E
so go wild and get hosed down, n-no no
Am
YEAH YEAH
Let's get down with the trumpets
E
YEAH YEAH
Let's get down with the trumpets
Am
YEAH YEAH
Let's get down with the trumpets
E
YEAH YEAH
Let's get down with the trumpets
Am
WHAT
Let's get down with the down with the
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WHAT
Let's get down with the down with the
Am
WHAT
Let's get down with the down with the
E
YEAH YEAH
Let's get down with the trumpets
Am
When I get down,
E
I get respect now,
Am
and when our tune drops,
E
you know it makes your head bounce,
Am E
yeah I move with the flow,
Am E
and when I enter the room it shows,
Am
I move sick (WHEN I DANCE)
then chicks (WANNA DANCE)
E
move in and move quick (WHEN I DANCE)
Am
at risk (WHEN I DANCE)
E
just be careful you don't lose your chick (WHEN I DANCE)
Am E
that might just happen,
so listen deep,
Am E
stick with your madame,
Am
or she might just leave
CHORUS
Am
Ummm... how much sound from the brass to the air,
E Am
will it take, to put your bras in the air? (PARDON ME THERE)
just don't pretend that,
E Am
if I wasn't older you wouldn't wanna dance with me yeaaah
you're the last of my fears,
E
I was top boy of the class in my year,
Am
well not really but I was half way there,
E
and I coulda been the headmaster so yeah
Am
got vibes and charisma (lighter and rizla)
E
baccy and filter (shine for me mister)
Am
I want the sun to (SH-I-I-INE)
E
till I'm looking at a bright blue (SKY-Y-Y)
Am
yes, and we drop it like anvils,
E Am
bring your whole crew to a stand still, still,
stick us on at clubs and I
E
guarantee that no body would stand still
CHORUS
OUTRO: Am E