INTRO Gm D (repeat) Yes Rizzle Kicks Dag Nabbit (Yayayayaaa) VERSE Gm Yo, you might hear me make a racket like Wilson D Cause I love summer no Rachel Wilson (YES) Gm The winter will come, D We just have parties inside it's still fun, Gm (We're jammin') pump this (We're bangin'), D Change your boyfriend let's 'av him, Gm We're rowdy, girls make our judgement cloudy, D but when the sun comes up we're still alcys, Gm We don't wanna be lowsy, or shameless, D but we're running round like we're brainless, Gm now I've got grass stains on my brand new white trainers D (ON MY BRAND NEW WHITE TRAINERS) Gm Ummmm... I know a few guys hate us, D they're as compelling as neighbours so laters, Gm it's blaters we've got our own style, you know now, D so go wild and get hosed down, n-no no Chorus Gm YEAH YEAH Let's get down with the trumpets D YEAH YEAH Let's get down with the trumpets Gm YEAH YEAH Let's get down with the trumpets D YEAH YEAH Let's get down with the trumpets Gm WHAT Let's get down with the down with the D WHAT Let's get down with the down with the Gm WHAT Let's get down with the down with the D YEAH YEAH Let's get down with the trumpets Gm When I get down, D I get respect now, Gm and when our tune drops, D you know it makes your head bounce, Gm D yeah I move with the flow, Gm D and when I enter the room it shows, Gm I move sick (WHEN I DANCE) then chicks (WANNA DANCE) D move in and move quick (WHEN I DANCE) Gm at risk (WHEN I DANCE) D just be careful you don't lose your chick (WHEN I DANCE) Gm D that might just happen, so listen deep, Gm D stick with your madame, Gm or she might just leave CHORUS Gm Ummm... how much sound from the brass to the air, D Gm will it take, to put your bras in the air? (PARDON ME THERE) just don't pretend that, D Gm if I wasn't older you wouldn't wanna dance with me yeaaah you're the last of my fears, D I was top boy of the class in my year, Gm well not really but I was half way there, D and I coulda been the headmaster so yeah Gm got vibes and charisma (lighter and rizla) D baccy and filter (shine for me mister) Gm I want the sun to (SH-I-I-INE) D till I'm looking at a bright blue (SKY-Y-Y) Gm yes, and we drop it like anvils, D Gm bring your whole crew to a stand still, still, stick us on at clubs and I D guarantee that no body would stand still CHORUS OUTRO Gm D (repeat)