Luyện nghe bài hát Beer Bottle Up

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

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

Colt 45, No
Cops give me trouble, but still don't trouble me
Hit the lights, read my
Fly somewhere, anywhere, anywhere, I really care
Run up in the club, me a woman (Oh)
Waitress keep them 'a coming (burp)
Hah, easy easy go, fuck what you talking bout?
I know, Shutup bitch, I'm in my own zone
Turn the up, and leave me alone
Put your up if you're 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 know tomorrow morning, your head's gonna (Oh)
But tonight, since you care, put your beer bottle in the air

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The hungry hustler, Afroman, fool Raule
Fatso and Matt Payne, brew
Drinking brew, blunts to the brain
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 newport
a beer, in your hand, take a swig every chance you can
If you the urge, go ahead and burp, chill for a minute
Then take a slurp, Drink homie, don't want the bottle
To get all foamy, moving, grooving, around
Bottle in the air, it down.

(Chorus 2x)

Take shots to the head, em up, put em down (uh)
You know morning, your head's gonna 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 another
If you got of money, than share
I'm sure another alcoholic care
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
Stereo blasting loud as hell, cellphone calls go to your
Take a little time out for
Afroman is good for your health

(Chorus 2x)

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 beer bottle in the air

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