Don’t stop   Get it out   Don’t leave a brother hangin’ when he’s holdin out   I can’t believe this rock show’s totally bitchin’   And I know that you want to be like me    But you look so out of place   And I know you got no style      Everybody come on   I got a raised truck that’s totally bomb   When you’re hangin’ with the bros it’s guaranteed   Look it’s your mom      We're givin'   High fives to all the guys   High fives to all the guys   High fives to all the guys   Props to the homies in the field   Whoa-yeah   So we’re rockin’ out      After school   Parking lot   Its party time, good tunes bumpin’ from my truck   I can’t believe we look so totally bitchin’   And I know that you want to be like us   But you look so out of place   And I know you got no style      Everybody come on   I got a raised truck that’s totally bomb   When you’re hangin’ with the bros it’s guaranteed   Sex at the prom      We're givin'   High fives to all the guys   High fives to all the guys   High fives to all the guys   You just forgot your girlfriend even existed   When the bros showed up and things got totally bitchin’    Whoa-yeah-yeah-yeah    We’re rockin’ out      And I see   You're looking too fight   But I don't care how you're feelin' tonight   You and me   Lets step outside   Go, go, go-go-go, let's go       Don’t leave it hangin’, when you're holdin' out   Unless there's something better to do      High fives to all the guys   High fives to all the guys   High fives to all the guys      Maybe I’ll stretch my ears a little bigger    If I get a tattoo, the girls will come even quicker   Whoa-yeah, Whoa-yeah   And we’re rockin’ out   Yeah, yeah we’re rockin’ out   One, Two High fives      High fives to all the guys   High fives to all the guys   High fives to all the guys      Props to the homies in the field   When your best friend finally copped a feel