Yeah I own this beat
You can call me the king or the ruler Felon on bass, getting hoarse at the mic
We're getting 20 percent cooler
We had a great day out Calling my name like Ferris Bueller
It's time to wrap this up
We're getting 20 percent cooler
7 colors in your hair Get your boots on dear 'cause we're going out there
Don't care bout the dress code Put it on, let's go
Girls go wild 'cause we're going "al fresco"
Ha!
No need to perform Hands on our bodies gonna keep our skills warm
We need social reform 'cause we're just so criminal Linguist subliminal, damages minimal
Top percentile, largest fraction Massive attraction, girl-on-girl action
Stop that, I'm gonna need a redaction Drop that, you already got your reaction
Me? I'm gonna keep on smiling You? You're gonna need restyling
I got the quote back From the jeweler
You're getting 20 percent cooler
You can call me the king or the ruler Felon on bass, getting hoarse at the mic
We're getting 20 percent cooler
We had a great day out Calling my name like Ferris Bueller
It's time to wrap this up
We're getting 20 percent cooler
Reduce that treble There's an 8 or 9 who think they're on my level
Like a rebel in a bunker getting shelled with a mortar
Bump up and down cause I think you ought'a
Place your hand on my thigh Don't be coy, I can hear you sigh
Grinding your hips, I'll be flashing my pink And in ten seconds flat you'll be back with a drink
Wooo!
Bring out the Bacardi Twilight, Sparkle, up in the party
Tap that, like a phone in the cold war Room on the third floor, knocking at my front door
Me? I'm kind of a rarity You? Work that dexterity
Lean back now, here's what I meant Getting cooler by 20 percent
You can call me the king or the ruler Felon on bass, getting hoarse at the mic
We're getting 20 percent cooler
We had a great day out Calling my name like Ferris Bueller
It's time to wrap this up
We're getting 20 percent cooler
You can call me the king or the ruler
We're getting 20 percent cooler
~It's time to wrap this up~
We're getting 20 percent cooler