Big Funny Jump (Edit)

Eh. Big bass, Big drum. Turn it up. Here we come. Mm. Step in the place, hot sand in my shoes. Sun on my face, I got nothing to lose. Plastic cup, lime twist, top that cup. Wave after wave when the speakers rock. Whistle blow, bodies in a tight crowd. DJ grins when he sees it getting loud. Hands in the air, ragga-do and go. Every heartbeat sync to the low end though. Who ready for the boom right now? Who ready for the sweat drip down? If you feel that push in your chest, Let it hit, let it hit, say yes. Yes, Yes, yes, yes. Big bass drum fun. Twenty twenty-six and we already won. Summer on fire, we don’t come down. Jump, jump, jump 'til we shake this ground. Big bass, drum fun. All day, all night, we run. From the beach to the after-sun. Big bass, drum fun. Choreoline, bend like a wave. Side to side, everybody misbehave. No pain, laughter, salt on skin. Stranger to a friend when the drop comes in. Ragga-rap bounce, I ride that groove. Spoken melody make your shoulders move. Sip, spin, dip low, back up slow. When the bass line hits, let the worries go. Who ready for the boom right now? Who ready for the sweat drip down? If you feel that push in your chest, Let it hit, let it hit, say yes. Yes, Yes, Big bass, drum fun. Left, right, freeze, then whine. Rewind that beat one more time. Shout if you feel that sun. Big bass, big drum, big fun. Big bass, drum fun.