Luyện nghe bài hát Beer Bottle Up

(Laughing)
Yeah,
Comeon Homeboy, it up
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh x2

Afroman, Double H, C
Double OG, in the double tree

Colt 45, No
Cops give me trouble, but they still trouble me
Hit the lights, read my
Fly somewhere, anywhere, anywhere, I really don't
Run up in the club, grab me a (Oh)
Waitress keep them drinks 'a (burp)
Hah, easy come easy go, fuck you talking bout?
I know, Shutup bitch, I'm in my own zone
Turn the music up, and leave me
Put your hands up if with me (ooh)
the bartender, 'a hit me (Buch-ach!)

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Take shots to the head, pick em up, put em (uh)
You know tomorrow morning, your head's pound (Oh)
But tonight, you don't care, put your beer bottle in the air

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The hungry hustler, Afroman, fool Raule
Fatso and Matt Payne, brew
Drinking brew, blunts to the brain
Palms in the air, it's a Palmdale thang
in the crowd, put your beer in the air (uh)
If you're real short, up in a chair (uh)
If you ain't quite, fucked up yet, you a newport cigarette
Keep a beer, in your hand, take a swig chance you can
If you feel the urge, go ahead and burp, chill for a
Then take a slurp, Drink slow homie, don't the bottle
To get all foamy, moving, grooving, around
Bottle in the air, it down.

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shots to the head, pick em up, put em down (uh)
You know tomorrow morning, your gonna pound (Oh)
But tonight, since you don't care, put your bottle in the air

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it in the trash, drop it on the ground
Stagger to the bar, get another
If you got alot of money, than
I'm sure another alcoholic will
Smoke a sweet, to the beat, if good
Put it on the beat, gotta have fun before you get too old
Lock the door, to your room, drown everybody out the boom
Stereo blasting loud as hell, calls go to your voicemail
a little time out for yourself
Cause is good for your health

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Take shots to the head, em up, put em down (uh)
You know tomorrow morning, your head's gonna (Oh)
But tonight, since you care, put your beer bottle in the air

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