Down with the Trumpets (115 BPM)

Down with the Trumpets (115 BPM) - Workout Music

Written By：Harley Alexander-sule/Jordan Stephens

Yo you might hear me make a racket like Wilson

Cause I love summer no Rachel Bilson yes

The winter will come

We just have parties inside it's still fun

We're jammin' pump this we're bangin'

Chase your boyfriend let's 'av him

We're rowdy girls make our judgement cloudy

But when the sun comes up we're still alcys

We don't wanna be lowsy or shameless

But we're running round like we're brainless

Now I've got grass stains on my brand new white trainers

On my brand new white trainers

Um I know a few guys hate us

They're as compelling as neighbors so laters

It's blaters we've got our own sound you know now

So go wild and get hosed down n-no no

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Let's get down with the trumpets

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When I get down

I get respect now

And when our tunes drops

You know it makes your head bounce

Yeah I move with the flow

And when I enter the room it shows

I move sick when I dance

Then chicks wanna dance

Move in and move quick when I dance

At risk when I dance

Just be careful you don't lose your chick when I dance

That might just happen

So listen deep

Stick with your madame

Or she might just leave

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Um how much sound from the brass to the air

Will it take to put your bras in the air pardon me there

Just don't pretend that

If I wasn't older you wouldn't wanna dance with me yeaaah

You're the last of my fears

I was top boy of the class in my year

Well not really but I was half way there

And I coulda been the headmaster so yeah

Got vibes and charisma lighter and rizzla

Baccy and filter shine for me mister

I want the sun to sh-i-i-ine

Till I'm looking at a bright blue sky-y-y

Yes and we drop it like anvils

Bring your whole crew to a stand still still

Stick us on at clubs and I

Guarantee that no body would stand still

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