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Fist Pump (feat. B.o.B.)

Do you know where we at now? (at now)

Drinkin' bottles 'til we pass out (pass out)

They don't even know how to act now (act now)

Now put your fist in the air, fi-fist in the air air air airNow fist pump fist pump fist pump fist pump

Now fist pump fist pump fist pump fist pump

Now fist pump fist pump fist pump fist pump

Now fist pump now fist pump now fist pump now fist pumpBaby jump around for me, bounce

Say that shit now break it down for me (down for me)

Let's hit the buckle, couple rounds with me (rounds with me)

Grab my hand, let me take you to VIP (chuck chuck VIP)

See, my life is like a movie

Patient, what the fuck is you thinkin'?

Better yet, what the fuck is you drinkin'?

Better yet, what the fuck is you smokin'?

What's hapennin'? What's up?

If you feel like me, you're fucked up, put your cup up

I'm in the club poppin' bottles, got a girl drunk

Say the instance of a fist pump

If you that call, if you that jump

Arms in the air, Shawty do the fist pumpDo you know where we at now? (at now)

Drinkin' bottles 'til we pass out (pass out)

They don't even know how to act now (act now)

Now put your fist in the air, fi-fist in the air air air air...Now fist pump fist pump fist pump fist pump

Now fist pump fist pump fist pump fist pump

Now fist pump fist pump fist pump fist pump

Now fist pump now fist pump now fist pump now fist pumpFuckin' off the club when we fist pump

Whole party lookin' at us crazy cause we destruct

My body showin' symptoms of liquor in my system

Her booty workin' hard like it's time to own a pension

Now listen: face face I'm drash

Don't really wanna see me no more

Can't say we gang high, ballin' like a bank shot

Around, get your ego broke

Last time I was dissed up

I swear it was a year ago

From standin' up when we leave the club

I'm a call that shit a miracle'Cause damn, I'm gold

Twist up, mixed up, twist up

And her booty too big for the seats in my coup

I'm a have to put it in the pick-up truckDamn, I'm gold

Mixed up, twist up, mixed up

And we feelin' leave here with so many bad bitches

We gon have to take 'em home in the pick-upDo you know where we at now? (at now)

Drinkin' bottles 'til we pass out (pass out)

They don't even know how to act now (act now)

Now put your fist in the air, fi-fist in the air air air airNow fist pump fist pump fist pump fist pump

Now fist pump fist pump fist pump fist pump

Now fist pump fist pump fist pump fist pump

Now fist pump now fist pump now fist pump now fist pump

Songwriters

MALPHURS, JUAQUIN/LUELLEN, JOSHUA HOWARD/SIMMONS, BOBBY RAY/JONES, JAMISONPublished by

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