Luyện nghe bài hát Beer Bottle Up

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

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

Colt 45, No
Cops give me trouble, but they still don't me
Hit the lights, read my
Fly somewhere, anywhere, anywhere, I really don't
Run up in the club, grab me a (Oh)
keep them drinks 'a coming (burp)
Hah, come easy go, fuck what you talking bout?
I know, Shutup bitch, I'm in my own zone
the music 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 beer bottle in the air

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The hungry hustler, Afroman, That fool
Fatso and Payne, Drinking brew
brew, taking blunts to the brain
Palms in the air, it's a Palmdale thang
in the crowd, put your beer in the air (uh)
If real short, stand up in a chair (uh)
If you quite, fucked up yet, smoke you a newport cigarette
a beer, in your hand, take a swig every chance you can
If you the urge, go ahead and burp, chill for a minute
take a slurp, Drink 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 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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Throw it in the trash, drop it on the
Stagger to the bar, get another
If you got of money, than share
I'm sure another alcoholic will
Smoke a sweet, to the beat, if it's
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, cellphone calls go to voicemail
Take a time out for yourself
Afroman is good for your 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 don't care, put beer bottle in the air

(Chorus 2x)