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Spiked Punch
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Spiked Punch was released on June 10, 2014 by Strange Music, Inc as a part of the album Mursday
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AlbumMursday
Release DateJune 10, 2014
LabelStrange Music, Inc
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM115

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
¡MAYDAY!
¡MAYDAY!
Performer
Murs
Murs
Vocals
Andrea Casales
Andrea Casales
Vocals
Bernz
Bernz
Vocals
Gianni Ca$h
Gianni Ca$h
Keyboards
Keith Cooper
Keith Cooper
Horn
Miguel Kitrel
Miguel Kitrel
Vocals
Ryan Evans
Ryan Evans
Vocals
Ted Zimmerman
Ted Zimmerman
Horn
Wrekonize
Wrekonize
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
¡MAYDAY!
¡MAYDAY!
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gianni Ca$h
Gianni Ca$h
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Somebody put a little bit of that alcohol
In my little red cup and we can drink it all
Mother fucker, this that heat, this that Panama
Y'all boys wanna single, I'ma catalogue
I'm like New Year shots and donuts in the parking lot
And good pot when my music drop
Even if I ever wanted to, I couldn't stop
Hold up, mother fucker, someone spiked the Motts
[Verse 2]
We got Bloods and Crips in the parking lot
Somebody talking too much, so he might get shot
This **** play too much, and he say too much
He from whoopty whoop, and he from such and such
I'm like what the fuck? Can we all just chill?
Before I make a phone call and this shit get real
Matter fact, fuck the phone call, this ain't '06
I'm 'bout to knock you out on some old school shit
[Verse 3]
And this a total mix of bi-coastal spit
Murs mayday with a murs, what a loco fit
I got shade in the distance, sun on my back
But I keep runnin' for the ones who feelin' under attack
Had a late night convo up with Nick Carter
Went to sleep awake, now I feel a bit smarter
Ladies in the front keepin' us a bit harder
The punch bowl filled with the smiles of a martyr
[Verse 4]
What you think you a part of?
A world full of honors
A planet full of bombers
Or a little bit of ganja
I got a crew over yonder
That wanna make world wonders
We here to party all summer
And spike every bowl with the love down under
[Verse 5]
All I see is pussy, Prada, a whole lot a Colada
Pussy, Prada, a whole lot a Colada
Pussy, Prada, a whole lot a Colada
Pussy, Prada, a whole lot a Colada
[Verse 6]
(Spiked punch)
Show me love from up in the club
Gotta show a little love to the ones that I love
(Spiked punch)
Give me love from up in the club
Gotta show a little love to the ones that I love
(Spiked punch)
Where the love up in the club?
Gotta get a little love from the ones that I love
(Spiked punch)
Give me drugs up in the club
Gotta get a little buzz with the ones that I love
[Verse 7]
And I ain't bout no second guessing
Broke the watch on my wrist, I ain't stressing
Cash on the beat 'cause it sounds expensive
When I see what I want, I ain't apprehensive
Club full of thugs tryna release tension
A couple bad bitties tryna give me affection
Murs in the studio, givin' us lessons
Over shots of tequila, makin' shit infectious
[Verse 8]
What the fuck is Bachata
What's up with Errata
Errata, what's up with my vatos
Des Los East Los, No Mismo
I'm not from the east coast
Bout to bail to the store full of Bolsa Fritos
Fritos, Fritas
What's up with them Chicas
What's up with your homegirl
Esta la bonita
She lookin' at me crazy
I might get her pregnant
I'm way too turnt, so I gotta let wreck in
[Verse 9]
And we get extra questions, where the hell Plex been
Are y'all really tech's friends?
Can you get guests in?
I don't need a job, so this interview's over
Came to pop, lock, til the profit is so sure
Then get the closure, feelin' oh so sore
From runnin' round the planet doin' damage with no cure
Gimme gimme horns and confetti galore
Grabbin' everything in sight, and we ready for more
[Verse 10]
All I see is pussy, Prada, a whole lot a Colada
Pussy, Prada, a whole lot a Colada
Pussy, Prada, a whole lot a Colada
Pussy, Prada, a whole lot a Colada
[Verse 11]
(Spiked punch)
Show me love from up in the club
Gotta show a little love to the ones that I love
(Spiked punch)
Give me love from up in the club
Gotta show a little love to the ones that I love
(Spiked punch)
Where the love up in the club?
Gotta get a little love from the ones that I love
(Spiked punch)
Give me drugs up in the club
Gotta get a little buzz with the ones that I love
Written by: ¡MAYDAY!
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