(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 still don't trouble me Hit the lights, my rights Fly somewhere, anywhere, anywhere, I don't care Run up in the club, me a woman (Oh) keep them drinks 'a coming (burp) Hah, easy easy go, fuck what you talking bout? I know, Shutup bitch, I'm in my own zone Turn the music up, and me alone Put your hands up if 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 gonna (Oh) But tonight, since you don't care, put beer bottle in the air
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The hungry hustler, Afroman, That fool and Matt Payne, Drinking brew Drinking brew, taking blunts to the Palms in the air, cause it's a Palmdale 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, smoke you a cigarette Keep a beer, in hand, take a swig every chance you can If you feel the urge, go and burp, chill for a minute Then take a slurp, Drink homie, don't want the bottle To get all foamy, moving, grooving, jumping 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, since you don't care, put your beer 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 of money, than share I'm sure another alcoholic will a sweet, to the beat, if it's good Put it on the beat, gotta have alot fun you get too old Lock the door, to your room, drown everybody out with the blasting loud as hell, cellphone calls go to your voicemail Take a 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 pound (Oh) But tonight, since you don't care, put your bottle in the air
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