Through the Roof - Hermitude, Young Tapz

Don’t worry about nothing

Turn up 'em drums

Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, seis, siete

Oh oh yeah

Don’t worry about nothing

Yeah, move it!

Oh oh… Oh oh

Yeah, move it!

Oh oh… Oh yeah…

Yeah!

Oh oh… Y-y-y-yeah

Yeah, move it move it!

Oh oh oh yeah…

Don’t worry about nothing

Turn up 'em drums, t-turn up 'em drums

Until the cops come

Bang on them walls

Until the roof falls

And then the cops come, make the place go down…

And you never should push it down

Shut this down, shut this down

Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, seis, siete

Make the place go down

Don’t worry about

Don’t worry about nothing… N-nothing

Move it!

m-move it!

yeah…

Don’t worry about, nothing, nothing, nothing…

Don’t worry about nothing

Turn up 'em drums

Until the cops come, until the cops come

Bang on them walls

Until the roof falls

And then the cops come, make the place go down

And you never should push it down

Shut this down, shut this down

Don’t worry about nothing

Turn up 'em drums, turn up, turn up 'em drums

Make the place go down

Don’t worry about nothing

Make the place go

Don’t worry about nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing