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    Suckers wanna roll, trying to get that gold
    But they're never gonna get your daughter that way
    Brothers like me know to be squeaky clean
    Play it cool for the parents

    I picked her up in my Trans, and, baby
    (Oh yeah)
    We hit the night like a slap in the face

    Me and your daughter
    Never been hotter
    Rocking this party

    Me and your daughter
    Touching my body
    She is so lovely

    Me and your daughter
    Hotter and hotter
    Suspended in sweet, sweet summer love

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    It's the kind of thing you don't want to end
    So don't make us go home ever again

    I need her love
    And then some gin
    You must admit
    That we just fit

    I need her love
    And then some gin
    You must admit
    That we just fit

    I need her love
    And then some gin
    You must admit
    That we just fit

    I need her love
    And then some gin
    You must admit
    That we just fit

    Me and your daughter
    Never been hotter
    Rocking this party

    Me and your daughter
    Touching my body
    She is so lovely

    Me and your daughter
    Hotter and hotter
    Suspended in sweet, sweet summer love

    It's the kind of thing you don't want to end
    So don't make us go home ever again

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    Composition: Shaun Libman and Luke Smith

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