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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stalley
Stalley
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
August Alsina
August Alsina
Songwriter
D. Daley
D. Daley
Songwriter
D.C. Price
D.C. Price
Songwriter
K. Myrics
K. Myrics
Songwriter
Noel Cadastre
Noel Cadastre
Songwriter
William Roberts
William Roberts
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stalley
Stalley
Executive Producer
Noel Cadastre
Noel Cadastre
Producer
Mastermind
Mastermind
Executive Producer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Omar Loya
Omar Loya
Mixing Engineer
The Block Beattaz
The Block Beattaz
Recording Engineer

Tekst Utworu

Take one more shot for the liquor, a little more liquor And we on that bullshit Yeah, one more shot for the liquor, just a little more liquor Shot after shot, now we got a full clip Got my G's right, yeah my G's right Keep sipping like it's 3 tonight Got money power respect, the keys in life If you're free tonight, yeah my keys are right here Take one more shot for the liquor, just a little more liquor Shot, shot Ohio state, great kicks, hottest nigga on the block Take another shot, now we on our bullshit Need a couple bottles to the VIP And 6 more shots if we through then we on a full clip Party over here, party next door Party on the dance floor, damn little shawty too thick Took her from a ball player, wasn't playing ball I ain't really get involved, I ain't give two shits Ladies everywhere, kush in the air, already lit two spliffs She don't even smoke like that, got her faded back off two hits And the club full throttle while you babysitting bottles, ain't take two sips She know what it is, I ain't gotta place a bid All you gotta let me know is when you're ready to dip But first... Marijuana still lit, hottest label in the game Sitting on my chain, I ain't gotta prove it Ciroc shots, black bottle Belaire Fresher than the Fresh Prince, hell yeah boy I do this We just tryna party, I ain't tryna hurt nobody But my nigga got the hammer on him like a tool kit And girl I got the keys whenever you wanna leave Old school in the lot looking like a new whip First you wanna pic for the 'Gram, damn Paws gon' be on me like I gotta new chick Twisting in the club going HAM Shawty's so bad I done took two flicks Bunch of bad women in the club Something bout you girl it's just too slick Take another shot just because A nigga feeling buzzed, I ain't tryna lose it Parking lot and my top down Never turning my 'Pac down Me against the world and a bag of weed Couple real niggas repping that BCG Black bottle, my game plan VIP like Gangland My new bitch, she look Asian And these hating ass niggas ain't phasing Fly nigga, Ricky [?] Fly with me shawty, come see the world Wake up everyday to connect the dots My homie making rounds fresh out the box And my new spot bigger than the Fox Speaking outta [?] all the bad bitches meet us Extra deluxe, tryna keep your feet up All black Visa, buying out the bar
Writer(s): Rick Ross, Daniel Daley, Kyle Myricks, D.c Price, Noel Cadastre Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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