[Verse 1: Tyler] Oh yeah, this my sh** Both hands on my dick Coke and whatever's gon' mix I ain't really picky I just wanna get tipsy R.I.P to them days when I wasn't chased like Bieber and Days when I couldn't even imagine being friends With these types of girls now I leave with them [Hook: Marc] Standing on the edge of this crowd Music in the air so loud Lost you somewhere in the night Got to get you back on my side Take out my phone I'm calling you up But all I hear is (2x) [Verse 2: Tyler] Oh yeah, put my feet up Chillin' so hard that I'll probably need a Parka and a scarf, when I start pulling knobs Like I'm some kind of parking meter They all wanna catch up But I just want to see ya So I'm looking through my cell phone Cause I feel like I need ya [Hook: Marc] [Outro: Marc] Look at that girl with the lights coming up in her eyes She must be somebody's baby She's got to be somebody's baby All the guys on the corner stand back Let her walk on by She must be somebody's baby She's got to be somebody's baby Take out my phone, I'm calling you up But all I hear is Woo!