[Verse 1: Hard-charging moombahton male MC, barked moombahton bars, heavy kick, booming bass] County fair Saturday, funnel cake smoke Lights on the Ferris and the ride with the rope I'm in car number six with my knees in my chin Girl in the red car with gold hoops and a grin I don't got a line and I don't got a plan I don't got a cologne or a car or a tan So I did the one thing a man could do Floored it, hit her side, said excuse me, it's you She spun all the way and she came back hard Rang my whole head like a bell in a yard Then she laughed like a villain, pointed at my face And I knew I was in love in a rubber-walled place [Pre-Hook: Hard-charging moombahton male MC, drums tightening] Forty tickets in my hand, ride man on the mic Same direction, he said, but we ain't driving right [Hook: Hard-charging moombahton male MC, full band, heavy moombahton kick] I just wanna bump into you, bump into you Every lap of the night till my tickets are through If the ride man yell, let the ride man yell I just wanna bump into you, ring my bell [Verse 2: Hard-charging moombahton male MC, faster, hard snares] Ten tickets down and my neck is a spring Twenty tickets down and I can't feel a thing Kids getting off and the kids getting on We still out there ramming like the ride is our lawn Old man with the mic say the same way, please She come at me backwards with a grin on her teeth Thirty tickets down and I'm out of the dough Then the lights go dark and the cars go slow Old man walks over, checks her stub and mine Says she bought forty too, and she was right behind In the line the whole time with her eyes on six I been chasing a girl who been chasing my kicks [Hook: Hard-charging moombahton male MC, full band, heavy moombahton kick] I just wanna bump into you, bump into you Every lap of the night till my tickets are through If the ride man yell, let the ride man yell I just wanna bump into you, ring my bell [Breakdown: Hard-charging moombahton male MC, band hit on every bump, kick and bass, then the beat crashes back in] Her name is Gina and she never say excuse Bumped me on the walk to the funnel cake booth Hip to my hip on the way to the gate Gold hoops swinging, said see you next week, same date [Final Hook: Hard-charging moombahton male MC, full band, heavy moombahton kick, raw full voice] I just wanna bump into you, bump into you Every lap of the night till my tickets are through If the ride man yell, let the ride man yell I just wanna bump into you, ring my bell [End]
