Riptide Lyrics

Pull me in just like a rip tide
Yeah
Go ahead and drown me
with your sweet soul

My heart is like a split divide
Half of it beats for me
When the other half beats for you

See it was me and Jose Cuerve
with JT at a party
Sippin' Bacardi

We've been dreaming a lot
of pina coladas
So pour me a shot
of tequila or vodka

Droppin' sake poems like a kamikazi
Champagne champion
no dripping, we're sipping
Forget your sorry

Fill me up the margarita
Grindin' with the senorita
OJ Grey Goose
screw drivin'
screws loose

Wanna grow love?
Plant two lips on tulips
Come on baby
Give me mucho Besos and smooches

We're teeny bopping oh
Booty popping oh
Pink panty dropping oh
Mimosas and daiquiris
with cherries on top of 'em
Rockin' with the best
from the east to
the wild wild west coast
Let's go

Pull me in just like a rip tide, yeah.
Go ahead and drown me
with your sweet soul
My heart is like a split divide
Half of it beats for me
When the other half beats for you

When life hands you lemons
take the lemons and bail
We put em in the necks
of our Corona's and sail

Like rickety-rocka-di
Tickety-tocka-di
The Red Bull and Vodka's
got the party rocking
We're grooving to the music
and you're moving
and you're losing

You're infused up in the tunes
and now the energy is cruising
She's so sweet, yeah
My baby like a mango
Rose in my mouth,
well it takes two to tango

Grind on, yeah
'Cause this pretty little mama
trynna dance with me Eh, eh, ehhh
Grind on yeah
'Cause this pretty little mama
trynna dance with me
Eh, eh, ehhh
Grind on yeah
'Cause this pretty little mama
trynna get some, get some,
Low key, low key
Gotta get my grind on.

Pull me in just like a rip tide, yeah.
Go ahead and drown me
with your sweet soul
My heart is like a split divide
Yeah, half of it beats for me
When the other half beats for you

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa (Gonna dance the night away) Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa (Gonna dance the night away) Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
(Eh, eh, eh, gonna dance the night away, yeah, yeah, yeah) Whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa

I'm on that couch in the back
Puffin on a djarum blacks
Got a ukulele
and a pretty lady on my lap
Kiss kiss, cheek cheek
Wanna plant one in between
She's my beauty queen

Pretty eyes chrome green
A black dress looking sleaze
Victoria's Secret love spell
so enchanting

Romance me,
slow dance me,
fancy
When you get a chance
can you advance to the next beat

Grind on yeah
'Cause this pretty little mama
trynna dance with me
Eh, eh, ehhh
Grind on yeah
'Cause this pretty little mama
trynna dance with me
Eh, eh, ehhh

Grind on yeah
'Cause this pretty little mama
trynna get some, get some,
Low key, low key
Gotta get my grind on

Pull me in just like a rip tide, yeah.
Go ahead and drown me
With your sweet soul
My heart is like a split divide
Yeah, half of it beats for me
When the other half beats for you

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

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