High Fives

Don’t stop
Get it out
Don’t leave a brother hangin’ when he’s holdin out
I can’t believe this rock show’s totally bitchin’
And I know that you want to be like me
But you look so out of place
And I know you got no style
Everybody come on
I got a raised truck that’s totally bomb
When you’re hangin’ with the bros it’s guaranteed
Look it’s your mom
We're givin'
High fives to all the guys
High fives to all the guys
High fives to all the guys
Props to the homies in the field
Whoa-yeah
So we’re rockin’ out
After school
Parking lot
Its party time, good tunes bumpin’ from my truck
I can’t believe we look so totally bitchin’
And I know that you want to be like us
But you look so out of place
And I know you got no style
Everybody come on
I got a raised truck that’s totally bomb
When you’re hangin’ with the bros it’s guaranteed
Sex at the prom
We're givin'
High fives to all the guys
High fives to all the guys
High fives to all the guys
You just forgot your girlfriend even existed
When the bros showed up and things got totally bitchin’
Whoa-yeah-yeah-yeah
We’re rockin’ out
And I see
You're looking too fight
But I don't care how you're feelin' tonight
You and me
Lets step outside
Go, go, go-go-go, let's go
Don’t leave it hangin’, when you're holdin' out
Unless there's something better to do
High fives to all the guys
High fives to all the guys
High fives to all the guys
Maybe I’ll stretch my ears a little bigger
If I get a tattoo, the girls will come even quicker
Whoa-yeah, Whoa-yeah
And we’re rockin’ out
Yeah, yeah we’re rockin’ out
One, Two High fives
High fives to all the guys
High fives to all the guys
High fives to all the guys
Props to the homies in the field
When your best friend finally copped a feel