Tonalité : A minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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It's another sunny day
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in the California west coast
pop block
and then this shit don't
10 o 'clock on the dot,
rode up to the club
One dollar shots
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and everybody's getting fucked up
Bitches talking to me
with their breath on honey
But all I got for them is a stick of gum
Old drunk ass,
hear that tryna back that ass up
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But fell on her ass and couldn't get up
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And I'm still fillin' my cup,
sippin' it up
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Walkin' around stumblin', mumblin'
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and tryna keep my composure
Thought I told ya that we ain't
nothin' but some alcoholics in here
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So whether you're sippin' on beer
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or sippin' on this beer
It's all okay, do what I say
and grab yourself a bottle
And get yourself a cup
and fill that motherfucker up
The room cuz I shouted shit
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usually begins at a club
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with your face waving Benjamin
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Cause I drink, they can kiss me,
take advantage
They want 300, I'm in skunk,
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sometimes I can't even manage
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Like a baby that got a headache,
you wanna carry this phone
All alone, I'll take you home,
but first let me get my drink on
Ain't no one but I'm gone,
back to the cantina
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Get a bottle of Ceresa,
alcohol I'm gonna get ya
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I love ya when I met ya,
said to give me drugs
Fell over at some tree feet,
since then I've been sprung
April 21, was an anniversary day
So let's celebrate,
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let's party all day
Anyways I'm okay, drinking like a rhino
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I know I'm like a rhino, sometimes
Alky needs a fine hoe
Keep you off my mind, you're forever mine
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So let's whine and whine
until the day we die
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So grab yourself a bottle
and get yourself a cup
And fill that motherfucker up
So grab yourself a bottle
and get yourself a cup
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And fill that motherfucker up
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So grab yourself a bottle
and get yourself a cup
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And fill that motherfucker up
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So grab yourself a bottle
and get yourself a cup
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And fill that motherfucker up
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Now I'm real fucked up,
yes I'm drunk as hell
And if I get pulled over
then I'm going to jail
But what the hell, it's Saturday
and yesterday was Friday
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And I was fuckin' drunk the same way
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Some bitches wanna fuck
but they ain't sayin' shit
Sittin' down lookin'
cute but fuck that shit
I'm drunk like a skunk
named Peppin' the puke
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So horny for you, so you tell me
What you really wanna do?
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Because by the way that you're drinkin'
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Got me to thinkin' that we can get down
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And pound on the ground, put it down,
put that drink down
God damn it, cause I'm already drunk
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And I can't walk
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cause I was drunk like a motherfucker
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And tryna talk to the weather,
fuck your mother
She come up in the car,
talkin' bout, you gotta go and leave
Walkin' with you, fuckin' with me,
cause I'm still drunk, baby
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You fuckin' with my scrap,
because I'm crazy
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So grab yourself a bottle,
and get yourself a cup
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And fill that motherfucker up
So grab yourself a bottle,
and get yourself a cup
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And fill that motherfucker up
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So grab yourself a bottle,
and get yourself a cup
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And fill that motherfucker up
So grab yourself a bottle,
and get yourself a cup
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And fill that motherfucker up
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So grab yourself a bottle,
and get yourself a cup
And fill that motherfucker up
So grab yourself a bottle
And get yourself a cup
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And fill that motherfucker up
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So grab yourself a bottle
And get yourself a cup
And fill that motherfucker up
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So grab yourself a bottle
And get yourself a cup
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And fill that motherfucker up
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