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I woke up in made up macchiato Running on a vinyl in my room I smell like a new other Georgia pine tree Spinning on my shackle for thrill Yeah, I look dope in my photo blues All my fine leather boots Look out baby, I'ma make some magic Insta iPhone photoshoot Builed a [?] living, wild and young and chill Friday night, let's hit a hipster party up like, yes we will It's a hipster party I know we [?] I'm so nineteen seventy five years old since 1982 It's a hipster party Where were you? Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh I could let you ride my motorcycle Baby girl, what's up? Hey, how are you? Go on and wrap up your arms around on my flannel Tell me about your best friend's new tattoo Yeah, we look dope in my photo blue All my fine leather boots Look out baby, I'ma make some magic Post up iPhone photoshoot Builed a [?] living, wild and young and chill Friday night, let's hit a hipster party up like, yes we will It's a hipster party I know we [?] I'm so nineteen seventy five years old since 1982 It's a hipster party Where were you? It's a hipster party I know we [?] I'm so nineteen seventy five years old since 1982 It's a hipster party Where were you? Step in up my [?] Eleven grooves and in my ego web, yeah-yeah Feel my [?] Yeah yeah yeah yeah Nanana-nana