[Intro] [distorted 808 bass, sharp snare, cowbell melody] I'ma do the fuckin' [record scratch] I'ma do the fuckin' [record scratch] [Verse 1] [aggressive male vocals] Crocodile sandals with the gas, call me Dumbo For my ears are the wings of an aircraft And in the same breath, I can say I'm a dead man walking I say Beetlejuice baby [vocal chops: duff-duff-dee, duff-duff-da-da-duff] [cowbell riff continues] Beetlejuice baby [Chorus] Round of applause, made a hurricane baby Soaking up the steam like the water in the navy Drowning in the wet like I'm Todd at the daycare Beetlejuice baby [vocal chops: duff-duff-dee, duff-duff-da-da-duff] [Verse 2] [bass drops out briefly, then re-enters with heavy distortion] I'm from the beach where the beach don't go Running like a wave in the back door flow Yeah, up where the beach don't go Hit the-hit the-hit the beach don't go Got a beat in the chat box, boots are so Days on Timberlands say don't go so If we dance floor, I set the deco Got a beat on my chest and the way you go blow [Bridge] [hi-hat rolls intensify] That running up the peak Move solid, don't retreat One little snack, won't compete We way too good till the beach don't go [Outro] [vocal chops fade out] [cowbell melody solo] [final kick drum hit]
