Shocker - Tiësto & Tate McRae

Oh wow thank you supercalifragilistic Bitch gon rub my tip and kiss it (Burr) That ol' miss got bags of tricks No breakfast only mags ballistics (Boom) Bang it like fourth of July Semper Fi we let em die Put my Nintendo stick go Where her shit hole Drift always that joy her pride Boom Vickity Ick she gon spit spit (Yeah) Rubbing that lamp the mist it gon hit lip Yo bitch into the love and not a chick flick Crash that whip it flip it do a kickflip Yo chick got it cleaned that enema (Yeah) Pass it past the P.'s (Yeah) And then I'm gonna fold it like some jeans (Hoo) And then I'm gonna leave her with the bees (Hoo) I'm really gonna Fuck it I'm Duck Donald My bill is all over blue yea (Ha hoo) I be up on fucking these bitches No kissing new year But she told me (What's that) What she told me (What's that) She told me to whip my dick And blow back blow that her back Oo blow back blow it back Yea blow that her back (What) What blow it back blow it back (Oh) Yea blow it back go back (Oo) Oo her back her back Yea blowback go that Oo her back her back (Yea) Yea blow that blow that Bitch I got some C. four In my motherfucking backpack Throw it up it's double X I tell these bitches stand back I don't give a fuck Leave em legless like it's bad batch I don't fuck with people Walk in public with a hazmat bands up in a bag Bitch my wallet heavy my pants be sagging Pussies keep on rapping I drag em And ain't nobody tagging Slamming with the eight oh eights smacking I'm fucking bad slap em Bitch my flow is lethal my people evil Better pay that ransom I don't wanna talk I don't really wanna say shit Basic really be the way that we make it Same shit think I better try for the playlist I don't give a fuck what you think Bitch say it I'm safe really think I done made it Got a fanbase and a place wanna make shit I'ma take what I make elevate it Really wanna make it to the top they hate this I am thinkin I'ma stop giving time To those that take my time for granted Bitch I see through the lies I'm comin up outta the smoke and mirrors Ain't no smoke in my eyes I know you mothafuckas Plotting bitch the nuisance be tied (Ayo pass that bitch) Ding ding pow nigga what the fuck wow (Ugh) I chop bitches like my name is Chris Brown Jiminy Cricket my blow shoot right up her ass I want that boom boom pow (Oh oh) Rubbing my balls no crystal round Ow ow ow ow ow ow (Yea) Let me hit your bitch one time nigga I just wanna fuck (Please) If she really with them ties Then you know I wanna bust (Ugh) Shoot my mufucking slime in her eyes It makes her nuts (Uh) Run that pussy on my knife Give you taste of your own blood Ay oh I'm guapo she want el cocko oh (Uh) Shake shake Morocco (Shake it) Shake til' I got to blow (Yea) Fold the pussy taco fold the bitch pronto yo Pass her to my vato (Bitch) Pass her to my vato yo (Uh)

Was it a wasted couple months? Sneaking outta the window, spending nights in limbo Was it all there was for us? Midnight driving, running through highland Does it make me the criminal? That I let you go That I broke us and left I hate that I never know Why you're still so caught up in my head I know you wanted a promise I wasn't ready, can I be honest? Never knew what I had until I lost it And I got this rubber band on my wrist, on my wrist And I snap it every time that I think about your lips Got this rubber band on my wrist, on my wrist Almost break it every time when I'm tryin' to forget I know that I have never been good at this Love you in a second, next you know I'm checking out of moments I shouldn't miss Now I'm looking through the photos Wishing I was different And I got this rubber band on my wrist, on my wrist And I snap it every time that I think about your lips Got this rubber band on my wrist, on my wrist Almost break it every time when I'm tryin' to forget Tryin' to forget (tryin' to forget) Tryin' to forget (to forget, to forget, to forget) Tryin' to forget I know you wanted a promise I wasn't ready, can I be honest? Never knew what I had until I lost it And I got this rubber band on my wrist, on my wrist And I snap it every time that I think about your lips Got this rubber band on my wrist, on my wrist Almost break it every time when I'm tryin to forget Tryin' to forget (tryin' to forget) Tryin' to forget Tryin' to forget Hmm-hmm Tryin' to forget (tryna forget) Tryin' to forget (oh, oh-oh, oh-oh) Tryin' to forget

Can't give you space 'Cause I'm scared you might run away Can't quit the chase 'Cause I fear you might hit the brakes, wait I'm sorry Nothing's makin' sense right now Keep talkin' When I'm nervous I can't slow down I'm sorry The truth is I'm freakin' out 'Cause everything, I love I lose And I don't wanna lose you too Every time I hold on It slips through my hands Every time I come on too strong I feel you pull back I gotta learn, gotta learn to let go Gotta learn, gotta learn Every time I hold on It slips through my hands I slip It slips through my hands Can't get a grip These emotions, they just won't fray Where do I fit In your life, in your everyday, hey I'm sorry Nothing's makin' sense right now Keep talkin' When I'm nervous I can't slow down I'm sorry The truth is I'm freakin' out 'Cause everything, I love I lose And I don't wanna lose you too Every time I hold on It slips through my hands Every time I come on too strong I feel you pull back I gotta learn, gotta learn to let go Gotta learn, gotta learn Every time I hold on It slips through my hands I slip back to old habits Calling you way too much Crazy, my antics Just need you way too much Back to old habits Every time I hold on It slips through my hands Every time I come on too strong I feel you pull back I gotta learn, gotta learn to let go Gotta learn, gotta learn Every time I hold on (hold on) It slips through my hands I slip It slips through my hands I slip It slips through my hands