Frank Ocean - PartyIsntOver/Campfire/Bimmer lyrics

Part 1 - PartyIsntOver [Verse 1: Tyler The Creator] Uhm, I said, the party isn't over We could still dance, but I don't have no rhythm So f** it, take a chance with me The party isn't over, we could still dance girl But I don't have no rhythm So f** it, take a chance with a n***a Like me, like me Uhm, I said, the party isn't over We could still dance, but I don't have no rhythm So f** it, take a chance with me The party isn't over, we could still dance girl But I don't have no rhythm So f** it, take a chance with a n***a Like me, like me Part 2 - Campfire [Verse 1: Tyler The Creator] Yeah, uhm All I needed was a stick, grab the marshmallows Motherf**ers getting lynched and burned I earned it, my Flog Gnaw badge is looking good On this brand new jacket The donuts on the flag waving over the cabin Now grab them graham crackers and pa** them over here Hurry, quickly I need a piece of Hersheys Darker than the corners of the bushes we be lurking I centered the mellow over the graham Heated it too long now, it's melting over my hand f** it, I'll bite it, I burnt it, but I liked it Camping with my n***as, its so f**ing exciting [Interlude: Kids] We're making smores by the campfire Camp flog gnaw, golf wang summer [Verse 2: Laetitia Sadier] Sat by the fire To witness gentle, but radical Transformation ceased to be mindless Create our own sweetness At last growing the heart [Interlude: Tyler, the Creator] Yo bring the ba** back in Yeah, hehe Who ate all the f**in chocolate? Oh that's Domo fat a**, haha Yeah I ain't trying to go home, really Part 3 - Bimmer [Hook: Tyler The Creator] You remind me of my bimmer A lot of trunk space, the perfect two seater And you got a lot of drive, I'm trying to keep up But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter You remind me of my bimmer See your ignition, baby girl I'm trying to key up And your head lights are off, I'm trying to see 'em But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter So let me start it up and smash [Verse 1: Tyler The Creator & (Frank Ocean)] Pop some Tame Impala, your man got a lame Impala (It'll get dark outside soon) And I'm sharing Slurpees and you ain't even begin to swallow You're f**ing nuts, green top we coupled up Run my fingers through em as you wax and buff my muffler Cause I fingered you, you think the f**ing ring is coming up? (Where the street lights trail, Oooooooo) Maybe, I don't know, I think you're chill (Ride for) Riding on my pegs, and my back against your legs And a seatbelt is needed if I get between 'em, yeah [Hook] [Hook: Tyler The Creator] You remind me of my bimmer A lot of trunk space, the perfect two seater And you got a lot of drive, I'm trying to keep up But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter You remind me of my bimmer See your ignition, baby girl I'm trying to key up And your head lights are off, I'm trying to see 'em But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter So let me start it up and smash [Verse 2: Frank Ocean] Mmmm it'll get dark outside, soon (My baby, ride for me) Where the street lights trail (My baby, ride for me) You ain't gotta lie to kick it darling It's cool we're moving slow [Bridge: Tyler The Creator] You remind me of my bimmer A lot of trunk space, the perfect two seater You got a lot of drive I'm trying to keep up But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter You remind me of my bimmer, smash You remind me of my bimmer [Outro] Where you been, man? Oh, I had a drop off to make real quick. Hey, have you seen Salem? Oh she with that new dude, Wolf, or, Darnell, whatever his name is f** that n***a, man. Hey you know where they went? I seen 'em going down by the lake What the f**! You good man? You need some sherm? I got some I got a can of these baked beans too