(High fives!)
Don't stop (Don't stop!)
Get it out (Get it out!)
Don't leave a brother hangin' when he's holding out
I can't believe this rock show's totally bitching (Totally Bitching!)
And I know that you want to be like me
But you look so out of place
And I know you got no style (Style)
Everybody come on (Everybody come on!)
I got a raised truck that's totally bomb (Oh yes!)
When you're hangin' with the bros
A guaranteed look at your mom
We're givin'
High fives to all the guys
High fives to all the guys
High fives to all the guys
Props to the homies in the field
Whoa yeah
We're rockin' out
After school (After school!)
Parking lot (Yeah!)
Its party time, good tunes bumpin' from my truck
I can't believe we look so totally bitchin'
And I know that you want to be like us
But you look so out of place
And I know you got no style (Got no style, man!)
Everybody come on (Come on, man!)
I got a raised truck that's totally bomb (Oh yes!)
When you're hangin' with the bros it's guaranteed
Sex at the prom
We're givin'
High fives to all the guys
High fives to all the guys
High fives to all the guys
You just forgot your girlfriend even existed
cuz the bros showed up and things got totally bitchin'
Whoa-yeah
We're rockin' out
(ah ah ah ah....)
And I see
You're lookin' at mine
But I don't care
What you're feelin' tonight
You and me
Should step out side
Go, go, go go go let's go go
(outta sight!)
(Don't leave me hangin'
When you're holdin' out
Givin' me somethin' better to do)
High fives to all the guys
High fives to all the guys
High fives to all the guys
Maybe I'll stretch my ears a little bigger
If I get a tattoo
The girls will come even quicker
Oh yeah yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah yeah
We're rockin' out
(Ah ah ah ah)
We're rockin' out!
High fives to all the guys (Oi oi!)
High fives to all the guys (Oi Oi!)
High fives to all the guys
Props to the homies in the field
Well your best friend finally copped a feel
