One, two one, two, three, quatro

See I need an excuse to call a couple buddies
And you need an excuse to
Dress a little slutty you could be my Nicki
We could ditch like Summer Jam
You could be my Alice
Treat Manhattan like it's Wonderland
Transporter, Jason Statham
In my brother's van give money to the bums
I'm trick-or-treating with a couple grand
When I kick a dirty verse
Get the dirty hearse cause I can be October
Baby you could be the 31st

Oh, ho, ho we'll kill tonight, no suspects
Oh, ho, ho you're Marilyn and I'm James Dean
Oh, ho, ho dance like a stripper named Candy
Oh, ho, ho
Treat every night like it's Halloween

Go, go, yeah
You could be Rihanna, I could be the rude boy
You're the desperate housewife while I
Could be the pool boy
If you tryna jerk then I could be a New Boy
You could be the pitbull and I
Could be the chew toy woof
Garbage man, janitor, mop it up
I'm be Seth Rogen
I'll pretend to knock you up
Treat me like I'm King James, heat it up
Wade and 'em
Treat you like I'm Rocky, I'ma beat it up
Adrian

Oh, ho, ho we'll kill tonight, no suspects
Oh, ho, ho you're Marilyn and I'm James Dean
Oh, ho, ho dance like a stripper named Candy
Oh, ho, ho
Treat every night like it's Halloween

Oh, ho, ho
Treat every night like it's Halloween
Oh, ho, ho
Treat every night like it's Halloween
Oh, ho, ho
Uh, treat every night like it's Halloween
Oh, ho, ho

Musical break, move eh oh, eh oh
Eh oh, eh oh eh oh, eh oh
Eh oh, eh oh strings oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Oh, ho, ho we'll kill tonight, no suspects
Oh, ho, ho you're Marilyn and I'm James Dean
Oh, ho, ho dance like a stripper named Candy
Oh, ho, ho
Treat every night like it's Halloween

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Writer(s): JONATHAN DAVID BELLION