Luyện nghe bài hát Beer Bottle Up

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

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

Colt 45, No
Cops give me trouble, but they don't trouble me
Hit the lights, my rights
Fly somewhere, anywhere, anywhere, I really don't
Run up in the club, me a woman (Oh)
Waitress keep them 'a coming (burp)
Hah, come easy go, fuck what 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 tomorrow morning, your head's gonna pound (Oh)
But tonight, since you don't care, put your bottle in the air

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

(Chorus 2x)

Take to the head, pick em up, put em down (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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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 another alcoholic care
Smoke a sweet, to the beat, if good
Put it on the beat, gotta alot fun before you get too old
Lock the door, to room, drown everybody out with the boom
Stereo blasting as hell, cellphone calls go to your voicemail
Take a time out for yourself
Cause Afroman is good for health

(Chorus 2x)

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

(Chorus 2x)