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Chris Webby
Chris Webby
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Chris Webby
Chris Webby
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Ben Billions
Ben Billions
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Jeff Edwards
Jeff Edwards
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Krumkadelic
Krumkadelic
Producer

Lyrics

I've had some of my best times chillin' at the bar yo Doing stupid shit, that I won't remember tomorrow Waking up confused (yeah), still wearing my shoes Thinking back like, "Yo, what the fuck did I do?" (What the fuck) Nights like this (this), started with a pre-game Give me an auxiliary chord, now I'm the DJ (D-D-DJ) Playing what I wanna hear, none of that pop shit Give me the Big L, Wu Tang and Pac shit (yeah) Drinking 'til I'm buzzing like my phone's on vibrate Take another shot just to clear my mind state Now I'm feeling good (good), never any less (less) So I'd like to welcome you to "Project X" Yeah-yeah, yeah (yeah) All you need is that five dollars for a cup And you can party 'til the sun comes up (let's go) 12:00 a.m., on the way to the house 5:00 a.m., we be kicking y'all out 6:00 a.m., we be falling asleep By 10:00 p.m., it's on me to do it again Let's do it again, let's do it again Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it again Let's do it again, let's do it again Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it again And I don't wanna push my luck 'Cause I'm already so drunk, I just threw my dinner up (but fuck it) I've been trained to be a weekend warrior So the puke and rally move is in my wheelhouse, of course sir Living on the border, there is no other option Even if the memories we make are all forgotten I'll be sipping my concoction I'm mid twenties, drinking like I'm 18 back in high school Is that a problem? Nah, man, it's not a race I'ma have my fun now and mature at my own pace 'Cause for years I've been living this exact same way I'm like Bill Murray in Groundhogs' day, yeah-yeah, yeah 12:00 a.m., on the way to the house 5:00 a.m., we be kicking y'all out 6:00 a.m., we be falling asleep By 10:00 p.m., it's on me to do it again Let's do it again, let's do it again Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it again Let's do it again, let's do it again Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it again It's getting late now, late as the night can Girl under my left arm, bottle in my right hand Everybody's drunk now, most of them are passed out Reach into my back pocket and pull a bag out Then, finally the herb come around Blunt ride back and burn the fuck down Getting so high, that my contacts dry Put the visine in my eyes So go and live your lives, we only get to do it once Have some fun with it yo Everybody loosen up, go and do some stupid stuff Isn't that what's life about? Man, I'm having fun and if you not Then you should try it out, yeah 12:00 a.m., on the way to the house 5:00 a.m., we be kicking y'all out 6:00 a.m., we be falling asleep By 10:00 p.m., it's on me to do it again Let's do it again, let's do it again Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it again Let's do it again, let's do it again Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it again 12:00 a.m., on the way to the house 5:00 a.m., we be kicking y'all out 6:00 a.m., we be falling asleep By 10:00 p.m., it's on me to do it again Let's do it again, let's do it again Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it again Let's do it again, let's do it again Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it again
Writer(s): Shawn Carter, Dwight Grant, Dana Stinson, Kyambo R. Joshua Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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