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

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

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Take shots to the head, 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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The hungry hustler, Afroman, That fool
Fatso and Matt Payne, Drinking
Drinking brew, blunts to the brain
Palms in the air, cause it's a thang
Everybody in the crowd, put 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, a swig every chance you can
If you feel the urge, go ahead and burp, chill for a
take a slurp, Drink slow homie, don't want the bottle
To get all foamy, moving, grooving, around
in the air, chugging it down.

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

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

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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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