Packy - 17 lyrics

[Chorus: Cyrus] It's a celebration baby If you want to, uh oh Split a bottle with me We can wrestle in our clothes Laugh until our stomachs look like 8 pack muscles It's a celebration baby If you want to, uh oh Split a bottle with me We can wrestle in our clothes Laugh until our stomachs look like 8 pack muscles And we'll party like we're 17 Ooh, and we'll party like we're 17 And we'll party like we're 17 [Verse 1: Cyrus] Ok, ok, ok, I think I got it Ok, ok, ok, I think I want it You say, you say, you say, you about that money You say, you say, you say that's all you doing And I don't know how, I don't know how You could hate on a playa Ever hate on me, on me I'm kinda dope, a little ADD But I've been making hella bangers since age 17 My ex girl used to say that she Was steady dating this rapper Like that's all I'll be, I'll be So, f** that, I think I'm gonna sing So when she hears this song She'll be like, "Who is he?" "Who is this?" "For real who is this? This song is dope, who is this?" [Chorus] [Verse 2: Cyrus] Ok, ok, ok, I think I got it Ok, ok, ok, yeah I get it I'm pretty great, and you is livid From a timid boy to hit making menace Baby I be on my own Turning everything to gold I ain't never afraid to touch it And I'll send it back home I've been working on the low Spending time up in the sky Got these baby blues Looking like the color in your eyes You say you way up in the clouds Pa**ing Swishers all around And I don't really smoke But I'm thinkin' about it now You got me feeling way too good Got some secrets I want to tell Just that boy from the hood That had his headphones playing loud Just a boy from the hood That had his headphones playing loud Just a boy from the hood That had his headphones playing loud [Verse 3: Packy] Yeah, young boy blow the speakers out I knew you loved me You would wait in line for hours when those sneakers out I used to pull up on you Sneak you out the house You could be the baddest girl And you wouldn't have to lose your blouse Those days, do it like we don't know better Do it like we might get caught Every night a new adventure Do it like we not supposed to Do it like the opposite of what you're told to A lot of boys will tell you yes I'm the one that know you We were just a couple cool, heart throbbing No pressure, life living, young House party hopping teenagers Don't tell us though We ain't hearing nothing Never get enough, don't take the cake up out the oven If it ain't about this lovin', it must be overrated And now I'm twenty something Looking back on all this dating Never working out I think that's why I'm over waiting Get back in my life again And we can get to celebrating [Chorus]