Tonalité : Bb major
Verse 1
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[Verse 1]
I'm a drink 'til I drop on my ass,
this is Holiday
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I'm a go and celebrate
and hop on the ass
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That's one more chance,
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Dick Frank White ain't dead
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Think you the shit,
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leave me your chick, the light ain't red
Matter fact just want to leave
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'cause the fights is on
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I'm a still be here when the lights is on
Got a fat ass in front of me,
Dutch in my mouth
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Wit a Corona in my left hand
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You try to front I'll coma your best man
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I keep a trick on my sleeve,
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more like a two fifth on my sleeve
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Then I switch it to the trey- duce
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In my back pocket,
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so me and love can stay loose
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It's like thugs ain't
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partyin, I smoke 20 dimes
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I seen 20 dimes I love they body and
P tryin to score for the night
And to tell you the truth,
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my shit blown if we war for the night
Verse 2
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[Hook: x 2] We
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gon' drink 'til we drunk,
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dance 'til we drop
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And ain't nobody leavin
'til the music stop
Can I get a Soul Clap [gun clicks]
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Can I get a Soul Clap
[gun clicks]
Verse 3
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[Verse 2]
Ah- yo shit is still gravy though
I keep a open case,
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the block hot I need a song for the radio
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P at the club,
niggas scared to let they lady go
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Foot Locker 4 for 20's
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Could a had her some jeans,
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Nike Airs, I keep all my money
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Still slide out the club wit a gorgeous honey
I don't care if it's a hole in the wall,
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I feel comfortable
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Violate P, that's a hole in your jaw
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All I want is cranberry
and Courvoisier
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I'm trying to talk to a dime
Motherfucker,
but I still take my time
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Cocksucker, to rob why'all niggas
for why'all Cardiers
I got a flow that you hardly hear
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And a gun wit a silencer,
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why 'cause they hardly hear
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I got honies flockin around,
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smoke in the air
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Wit a cool ass bomb like Bob Marley
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there
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Verse 4
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[Hook: x
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Verse 5
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[Verse 3]
I'm the gentleman to hold the door
I'm the gangsta that's lettin off
the three while loadin the four
Rather get a Soul Clap than clap your soul
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Honey askin how many
blunts I have to roll
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I'm a smoke til I'm high,
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drink til I'm drunk
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I'm on my tour,
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shit and I ain't get a wink in a month
My favorite color is green
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But I'm stacked for the moment
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so I'ma pick pink for the month
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If you could take a hint, then after this party
If you want,
hop in the Viper limo with the tints
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Got the fifty Cal, so hold that
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Tell 'em roll back
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I show niggas the real meaning of Soul Clap
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[Hook: x 2]
Outro 1
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