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[AJ Hernz]
Yeah I might just pull up on sight, yeah
My purple drink and some sprite, yeah
I’m out of Texas, yeah
But I’m in LA for the night
How bout I book you a flight
Wrack up the miles tonight
I know you working
But you should do more with your time

I might not play in the major leagues
But I’ve been balling in these streets
Running it up in the bills, yeah
I am as cool as Pharrell, yeah
Balling with you like a bell, yeah
I’m feeling more like myself, yeah

I ain’t gonna pass you up
Baby I rock witcha
Running the numbers up
Shooting my shot witcha

Snow Tha Product:
Yeah tell me what’s stopping you, yeah yeah
Nobody blocking you, yeah yeah
We could be balling, yeah yeah
Haters just watching us, yeah yeah

Imma just say how I feel, yeah yeah
Guess it ain’t obvious
You make it hard to be real, yeah yeah
Might be a lot for you
But when we chillin it’s a vibe, yeah
You gotta know are we texting or talking, yeah
Cause when these notifications be poppin in
I just look down at my phone and be smiling, yeah

I might just hit you tonight, yeah
Tell you to get a flight, yeah
I’m tired of texting, yeah
I’m might be spending the night, yeah
Make sure that I’m looking right, yeah
Tonight I got nothing but time, yeah
Cool as my henny on ice, yeah
When you with me it’s a vibe, yeah

[AJ Hernz]
I ain’t gonna pass you up
Baby I rock witcha
Running the numbers up
Shooting my shot witcha

Snow Tha Product:
Yeah tell me what’s stopping you, yeah yeah
Nobody blocking you, yeah yeah
We could be balling, yeah yeah
Haters just watching us, yeah yeah

[AJ Hernz]
Cause you out of my league and that’s foreal
So I ain’t got a choice but to be real
But I be cuddling you tight, yeah
I’ll tell you what I like, yeah
I see you working
But I’ll work you out through the night
I ain’t gonna pass on ya
Baby I rock witcha
I’m shooting my shot witcha
I’m shooting my shot witcha

[AJ Hernz]
I ain’t gonna pass you up
Baby I rock witcha
Running the numbers up
Shooting my shot witcha

Snow Tha Product:
Yeah tell me what’s stopping you, yeah yeah
Nobody blocking you, yeah yeah
We could be balling, yeah yeah
Haters just watching us, yeah yeah

[Verse 1: Daniel Seavey & All & Jonah Marais]
I don’t want a girl who gets a car for her sweet sixteen
Or spends a stack of dollar bills on a limousine
I want a girl who takes the bus and who wears baggy jeans
Rockin’ Nike Airs, what the hell are Louboutins?
Don’t want no fake tan, short skirt, daddy’s money don’t work
Shop until you drop on the town
I want a smart girl, stronger than her father
Someone who will laugh at tryna fit in the crowd (ah-ow, ow)

[Pre-Chorus: Jonah Marais]
And all we used to dream about
Is getting rich and getting out
Move to the nicer part of town
Where we’d have numbers on our house
It took a while to figure out
What type of girl that I’m about
Who brings the real man out of me, yah

[Chorus: Zach Herron & All & Jack Avery]
I don’t really want no trust fund baby
I like my women independent
And I say to people, "That’s my lady"
And we don’t need nothing e-e-e-lse
I don’t want no trust fund baby
Save your money, don’t spend it
And I say to people, "That’s my lady"
And we don’t need nothing e-e-e-lse

[Verse 2: Corbyn Besson & Jonah Marais]
I don’t want a girl who take selfies, want her makeup free
Don’t want no mean girl lady, a pink prom queen
I want a girl who climbs trees, always dirt on her jeans
Her daddy told her how to fix cars, maybe she could fix me
I want a throwback kid who loves Missy Elliot
Who for my birthday, makes a mixtape and puts it on cassette
Want a girl with common sense, who’s dripping in confidence
Don’t wanna die to get rich but she love Fifty Cent (ah-ow, ow)

[Pre-Chorus: Jonah Marais]
And all we used to dream about
Is getting rich and getting out
Move to the nicer part of town
Where we’d have numbers on our house
It took a while to figure out
What type of girl that I’m about
Who brings the real man out of me, yah

[Chorus: Zach Herron & All & Jack Avery]
I don’t really want no trust fund baby
I like my women independent
And I say to people, "That’s my lady"
And we don’t need nothing e-e-e-lse
I don’t want no trust fund baby
Save your money, don’t spend it
And I say to people, "That’s my lady"
And we don’t need nothing e-e-e-lse

[Bridge: Jack Avery & Zach Herron & Daniel Seavey]
I don’t want no
I don’t want no trust fund baby (no, I don’t want me)
I just want me a proper lady (no, I don’t want me)
I don’t want no trust fund baby (no, I don’t want me)

[Chorus: Zach Herron & All & Daniel Seavey]
I don’t really want no trust fund baby
I like my women independent (hey!)
And I say to people, "That’s my lady" (that’s my lady, na-na-na-na-na)
And we don’t need nothing e-e-e-lse

[Outro: Jack Avery & Jonah Marais & Zach Herron]
I don’t want no
I don’t want no trust fund baby (no, I don’t want me)
I just want me a proper lady (no, I don’t want me)
I don’t want no trust fund baby (no, I don’t want me)
No, I don’t want me

[Chorus]
Oh, Saturday Sun
I met someone
Out on the West Coast
I gotta get back, I can’t let this go
Oh, Saturday Sun
I met someone
Don’t care what it costs
No ray of sunlight’s ever lost

[Verse 1]
So tired of sleepin’ alone
So tired of eatin’ alone
I need to ask her what’s goin’ on
Are we goin’ strong?
She fell at rest in her hair
My shoulder was the perfect height
We fit so right, so what’s goin’ on?
‘Cause I’ve been undone
The long drive, the coastline
Lookin’ out at first light
Am I still on her mind?
I’ve been undone

[Chorus]
Oh, Saturday Sun
I met someone
Out on the West Coast
I gotta get back, I can’t let this go
Oh, Saturday Sun
I met someone
Don’t care what it costs
No ray of sunlight’s ever lost
Ever lost

[Post-Chorus]
Ba-ba, ba-ba
Ba-ba, ba-b-ba-ba
Ba-ba, ba-ba
Ba-ba, ba-b-ba-ba

[Verse 2]
And still the memory’s right there
She put the breeze in my hair
No kiss was softer, softer than this
I’m readin’ her lips, oh
Each line I read
She left her books in my bed
And her song in my head
I’ve been undone

[Chorus]
Oh, Saturday Sun
I met someone
Out on the West Coast
I gotta get back, I can’t let this go
Oh, Saturday Sun
I met someone
Don’t care what it costs
No ray of sunlight’s ever lost
Ever lost

[Post-Chorus]
Ba-ba, ba-ba
Ba-ba, ba-b-ba-ba
Ba-ba, ba-ba
Ba-ba, ba-b-ba-ba
Lost
Ba-ba, ba-ba
Ba-ba, ba-b-ba-ba
Lost
Ba-ba, ba-ba
Ba-ba, ba-b-ba-ba

[Chorus]
Oh, Saturday Sun
I met someone
Out on the West Coast
I gotta get back, I can’t let this go
Oh, Saturday Sun
I met someone
Don’t care what it costs
No ray of sunlight’s ever lost
Ba-ba, ba-ba
Ba-ba, ba-b-ba-ba
Oh, Saturday Sun
Ba-ba, ba-ba
Ba-ba, ba-b-ba-ba
Lost, oh Saturday Sun
Ba-ba, ba-ba
Ba-ba, ba-b-ba-ba
I met someone
Oh, Saturday Sun
Ba-ba, ba-ba
Ba-ba, ba-b-ba-ba

[Outro]
Ba-ba, ba-ba
Ba-ba, ba-b-ba-ba

Feed me nickels, feed me dimes
I’ll play your favorite song just one more time
I’m right here in the corner
Anytime you’re feeling blue
If you’ve got a new romance
Well I’ve got the perfect dance
If you need me, I’ll be here
I’m Mister Jukebox

This old bar room is my home
And it’s the only one I’ve known
I’ve been here since I was a little boy
Singing songs that people know
I watch them dancing to and fro
While the music plays new lovers find their joy

Feed me nickels, feed me dimes
I’ll play your favorite song just one more time
I’m right here in the corner
Anytime you’re feeling blue
If you’ve got a new romance
Well I’ve got the perfect dance
If you need me, I’ll be here
I’m Mister Jukebox
Every night at closing time
Johnny’s down to his last dime
Still he manages to buy another round
I watch him clinging to the past
As I play "There’s Stands the Glass"
You can almost hear the teardrops hit the ground

Feed me nickels, feed me dimes
I’ll play your favorite song just one more time
I’m right here in the corner
Anytime you’re feeling blue
If you’ve got a new romance
Well I’ve got the perfect dance
If you need me, I’ll be here
I’m Mister Jukebox

Feed me nickels, feed me dimes
I’ll play your favorite song just one more time
I’m right here in the corner
Anytime you’re feeling blue
If you’ve got a new romance
Well I’ve got the perfect dance
If you need me, I’ll be here
I’m Mister Jukebox

This old bar room is my home
And it’s the only one I’ve known
I’ve been here since I was a little boy
Singing songs that people know
I watch them dancing to and fro
While the music plays new lovers find their joy

Feed me nickels, feed me dimes
I’ll play your favorite song just one more time
I’m right here in the corner
Anytime you’re feeling blue
If you’ve got a new romance
Well I’ve got the perfect dance
If you need me, I’ll be here
I’m Mister Jukebox
Every night at closing time
Johnny’s down to his last dime
Still he manages to buy another round
I watch him clinging to the past
As I play "There’s Stands the Glass"
You can almost hear the teardrops hit the ground

Feed me nickels, feed me dimes
I’ll play your favorite song just one more time
I’m right here in the corner
Anytime you’re feeling blue
If you’ve got a new romance
Well I’ve got the perfect dance
If you need me, I’ll be here
I’m Mister Jukebox