Oh yeah this my shh
Both hands on my d-d-d
Coke and whatever's gonna mix
I ain't really picky I just wanna get tipsy
RIP to them
Days when I wasn't chased like Bieber and
Days when I couldn't even imagine being friends
with these type of girls now I leave with them

Standing on the edge of this crowd
Music in the air so loud
Lost you somewhere in the night
Got to get you back on my side
Take out my phone
I'm calling you up
But all I hear is
But all I hear is

Oh yeah, put my feet up
Chilling so hard that I probably need a
Parka and a scarf
When I start pulling knobs like I'm some kind of parking meter
They all wanna catch up
But I just wanna see ya
So I'm looking through my cell phone
Cuz I feel like I need ya

Standing on the edge of this crowd
Music in the air so loud
Lost you somewhere in the night
Got to get you back on my side
Take out my phone
I'm calling you up
But all I hear is
But all I hear is

Look at that girl with the lights coming up in her eyes
She must be somebody's baby
She's gotta be somebody's baby
All the guys on the corner step back
Let her walk on by
She must be somebody's baby
She's gotta be somebody's baby
Take out my phone
I'm calling you up
But all I hear is