Rip Tide

Pull me in just like a rip tide, yeah

Oh go ahead and drown me with your sweet soul

My heart is like a split divide

Half of it beats for me when the other half beats for you

See it was me and Jose Cuerve with JT at a party

Sippin' Bacardi we've been dreaming a lot of pina coladas

So pour me a shot of tequila or vodka

Droppin' sake poems like a kamikazi

Champagne champion no dripping, we're sipping

Forget your sorry

Fill me up the margarita

Grindin' with the senorita

OJ Grey Goose screw drivin' screws loose

Wanna grow love?

Plant two lips on two lips

Come on baby

Give me mucho Besos and smooches

Teeny bopping oh

Booty popping oh

Pink panty dropping oh

Mimosas and daiquiris with cherries on top of 'em

Rockin' with the best from the east to the wild wild west coast

Let's go

Pull me in just like a rip tide, yeah.

Go ahead and drown me with your sweet soul

My heart is like a split divide baby

Half of it beats for me when the other half beats for you

So when life hands you lemons take the lemons and bail

We put em in the necks of our Corona's and sail

Like rickety-rocka-di

Tickety-tocka-di

The Red Bull and Vodka's got the party rocking

We're grooving to the music and you're moving and you're losing

You're infused up in the tunes and now the energy is cruising

She's so sweet, yeah

My baby like a mango

Rose in my mouth well it takes two to tango

Grind on yeah

'Cause this pretty little mama tryna dance with me

Eh, eh, ehhh

Grind on yeah

'Cause this pretty little mama tryna dance with me

Eh, eh, ehhh

Grind on yeah

'Cause this pretty little mama tryna get some, get some,

Low key, low key

Gotta get my grind on.

Pull me in just like a rip tide, yeah.

Go ahead and drown me with your sweet soul

My heart is like a split divide

Yeah, half of it beats for me when the other half beats for you

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

(Gonna dance the night away)

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

(Gonna dance the night away)

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

(Eh, eh, eh, gonna dance the night away, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

I'm on that couch in the back

Puffin on a djarum blacks

Got a ukulele and a pretty lady on my lap

Kiss kiss, cheek cheek

Wanna plant one in between

She's my beauty queen

Pretty eyes chrome green

Yeah a black dress looking sleaze

Victoria's Secret love spell so enchanting

Romance me, slow dance me, fancy

When you get a chance can you advance to the next beat

Grind on yeah

'Cause this pretty little mama tryna dance with me

Eh, eh, ehhh

Grind on yeah

'Cause this pretty little mama tryna dance with me

Eh, eh, ehhh

Grind on yeah

'Cause this pretty little mama tryna get some, get some,

Low key, low key

Gotta get my grind on

Pull me in just like a rip tide, yeah.

Go ahead and drown me with your sweet soul

My heart is like a split divide

Yeah, half of it beats for me when the other half beats for you

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa