Fist Pump

Lyrics

[Chorus: B.o.B & Waka Flocka Flame] Do you know where we at now? (At now) Drinkin' bottles 'til we pass out (Pass out) They don't even know how to act now (Act now) Now put your fist in the air, fi-fist in the air air air air Now fist pump, fist pump, fist pump, fist pump Now fist pump, fist pump, fist pump, fist pump Now fist pump, fist pump, fist pump, fist pump Now fist pump, now fist pump, now fist pump, now fist pump [Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] Baby jump around for me, bounce Say that shit now break it down for me (down for me) Let's hit the buckle, couple rounds with me (rounds with me) Grab my hand, let me take you to VIP (chuck chuck VIP) See, my life is like a movie Action, what the fuck is you thinkin'? Better yet, what the fuck is you drinkin'? Better yet, what the fuck is you smokin'? What's hapennin'? What's up? If you feel like me, you're fucked up, put your cup up I'm in the club poppin' bottles, got a girl drunk Say the instance of a fist pump If you that call, if you that jump Arms in the air, Shawty do the fist pump [Chorus: B.o.B & Waka Flocka Flame] Do you know where we at now? (At now) Drinkin' bottles 'til we pass out (Pass out) They don't even know how to act now (Act now) Now put your fist in the air, fi-fist in the air air air air Now fist pump, fist pump, fist pump, fist pump Now fist pump, fist pump, fist pump, fist pump Now fist pump, fist pump, fist pump, fist pump Now fist pump, now fist pump, now fist pump, now fist pump [Verse 2: B.O.B] Yeah, we fuckin' up the club when we fist pump Whole party lookin' at us crazy cuz we destruct My body showin' symptoms of liquor in my system Her booty workin' hard like it's tryna earn a pension Now listen: I'm shit-faced, I'm trashed Y'all don't really wanna see me no more Can't say we ain't high, ballin' like a bank shot Fuck around, get your ego broke Last time I was this fucked up I swear it was a year ago If I'm standin' up when we leave the club I'm a call that shit a miracle Cuz damn, I'm throwed Twist up, mixed up, twist up And her booty too big for the seats in my coupe I'ma have to put that ass in a pick-up truck Damn, I'm throwed Mixed up, twist up, mixed up And we finna leave here with so many bad bitches We gon have to take 'em home in the pick-up [Chorus: B.o.B & Waka Flocka Flame] Do you know where we at now? (At now) Drinkin' bottles 'til we pass out (Pass out) They don't even know how to act now (Act now) Now put your fist in the air, fi-fist in the air air air air Now fist pump, fist pump, fist pump, fist pump Now fist pump, fist pump, fist pump, fist pump Now fist pump, fist pump, fist pump, fist pump Now fist pump, now fist pump, now fist pump, now fist pump