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, Checking in the double

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

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

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The hungry hustler, Afroman, That fool
Fatso and Payne, Drinking brew
Drinking brew, taking blunts to the
in the air, cause it's a Palmdale thang
Everybody in the crowd, put beer in the air (uh)
If you're short, stand up in a chair (uh)
If you ain't quite, fucked up yet, smoke you a newport
Keep a beer, in your hand, take a swig chance you can
If you the urge, go ahead and burp, chill for a minute
Then take a slurp, slow homie, don't want the bottle
To get all foamy, moving, grooving, jumping
Bottle in the air, it down.

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

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

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

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