I'm on that hey hey I don't how to act If I take another shot I may have a heart attack grab a bottle off of that tequila shelf I'll you what the game is, I don't blame you if you feel yourself
From the bed to the bed. Go on and feel Kick it up bring it back. Go on and yourself Ladies up, fellas put your hands up Go on and yourself, feel yourself and feel yourself
I it Suicide boys, ride out My out Fucked up its lights out I'm out, wasted Tryna' get up, I'm So dilapidated, most hated You drunk Turn it a prom night Work it up and drunk Suck it till you drunk [?], all of liquor We be swerving, all of liquor Blurry, all of that we be slurring all of that liquor
I'm on that hey hey I know how to act If I another shot down I may have a heart attack Fucking grab a bottle off of tequila shelf I'll you how the game is, I don't blame you if you feel yourself
From the bed to the bed. Go on and feel it up bring it back. Go on and feel yourself Ladies up, fellas put your hands up Come on and yourself, feel yourself and feel yourself!
So Took more shots than war No drawers, it's all down girls sore Feel no pain, let it I in my profane Oh man, I'm down it down another round Laying up, smoke up, drunk crowd Hands up, what up, get down Amen, men, toking Swerving, Jerking, I'm poppin' shit I feel it Brooke and I'm real in Set the scene I it I get fucked up? Walking in and I get up Time to fuck function up Break it down, and it up Trip it, rip it red Tip it, sip it, say it Head it, give it, like Hit it, it it, dead right? I'm fire to liars I'm fucking Macguire I'm fucking than fire You Retire
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