Abe Parker - Hipster Party

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