Tragic At the Disco!

Looks like there's something in the air tonight
I got my Sunday best and my bitch she lookin' too fine
We can do this like everyday and every night
Just lend me your vibe
Shit feels like spring yuh
Imma do my thang
Imma do my thang
Imma do my thang
Imma do my thang
Imma do my thang
Imma do my thang
Imma do my thang

Sweat love drugs
Bouncing on the dance floor
Honestly what more could you even ask for
I need some money in my pocket just like right now
I need a baby who can rock it like a psycho
I hit it once and then I cross it like a typo
I'll be Home Depot I be giving all the pipe tho
She said they friends I'll be Malcom in The Middle
She want a Benz treat it like an incidental
I mean I really could just upgrade all your dentals
I mean I really got no limit what's the issue
One piece suit huggin' on her body
Pretty with curves like an I8 Audi
Don't really care if you got some mileage
Just drop it on me
You don't gotta be so lonely
Plenty of room in this lobby
Just dance look at me and nobody

Looks like there's something in the air tonight
I got my Sunday best and my bitch she lookin' too fine
We can do this like everyday and every night
Just lend me your vibe
Shit feels like spring yuh
Imma do my thang
Imma do my thang
Imma do my thang
Imma do my thang
Imma do my thang
Imma do my thang
Imma do my thang



Credits
Writer(s): Raghav Krishnan
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