文本歌词

Uh line full of b**ches
Hard fine b**ches
The sh*t that I'm smokin' got me higher than tuition
Wanna know whats goin' on let me paint a picture
And if ya ain't around lemme give ya a description
Corks everywhere hoes everywhere
Loud music playin' heavy smoke in the air
Its cups everywhere flashin' lights
Bottles of Patron sittin' in the ice like
Its a celebration
Bottles by the cases
Tonight we goin' all get wasted
Then we goin' take off like spaceships
Oh and I don't really want her to leave
Order bottle after bottle
She say she cant drink ay shut up b**ch swallow
(we gon' drink the night away we gon' drink the night away)
Ah Mr Rose Raw
2 piece suit cuff link on the arm
Sex on the beach and some shots for these broads
And bring the biggest bottle of Moet for my dawgs
We on the couch leanin' on the wall
My old b**ch hit me said I seen you with them hoes
But I'm turnt up so a ni**a lost his phone
I gotta find a freak take her home
Hit the light like uhhhh
Same day different chick ya'll
Took girls all around the world up on Crenshaw
In and out the crib back and forth like ping pong
Me and Game got the hoe jumpin' Kriss Kross
I'm the sh*t so piss off
Better yet find me somethin' to piss on
I'm too drunk how I take it this far
Wake up and do it all again tomorrow
Its a celebration
Bottles by the cases
Tonight we gon' all get wasted
Then we gon' take off like spaceships
But I don't really want her to leave
Uh order bottle after bottle
She say she cant drink ay shut up b**ch swallow
(we goin drink the night away we goin drink the night away)
Uh uh sicker than cancer
Colder than Aspen
West side ridin' wit Tyga
Tiger fur inside the Aston
Martin dependin' on who askin'
Got so many chickens all my birds in one basket
And that's a coupe for you retract the roof for you
Its a Doggy Dog world and I can call Snoop for ya
Uh that's gangsta that's fly
Yo baby mamas mama would say I'm one hell of a guy
Why do I start beefs why do I drop Phantoms
Why I got 7 houses but none in Atlanta
(that's stupid)
Nah ni**a smarter than Bill Gates
Clap ya hands I do it
With the sound that still make
I know the real Weezy introduce you to the real Drake
My hoes more patient that Detox fans they will wait
For me to go um 10 times platinum
And cop more Patron and hatin' niggas imagine
Its a celebration
Tonight we gon' all get wasted
Then we goin' take off like spaceships
But I don't really want her to leave
Don't leave don't be scared
It ain't a game meet me in the bed
And we gon' drink the night away
Ohh I don't really want you to leave baby
Wooah I don't really want you to leave
Come celebrate with me baby