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Listen to Shots - Single by SUPA' NxC
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wesley Christopher James
Wesley Christopher James
Songwriter
Duane C Binion
Duane C Binion
Songwriter
Timothy Carr
Timothy Carr
Songwriter

Lyrics

Aye yo, pour another shot uh the henny (double it) Make it take a toll on my body (triple it) Triple it, licky, fuck me totally Rather self inflict than bruise up her body Pour another shot uh the henny (double it) Make it take a toll on my body (triple it) Triple it, licky, fuck me totally Rather self inflict than bruise up her body One shot, 3 shot, 5 One more till I die Wifey wit that guy Baby got a whole other man I thought that you're love was so sure we used love like it is a cure now your face I don't see anymore Head straight, just land a job, now ting safe, we flying anyway, Always have food on our plate Now Our best days, gone to waste, see the tear on face Oh baby why you do me dat One shot, 3 shot, 5 One more till I die Wifey wit that guy Baby got a whole other man I thought that you're love was so sure we used love like it is a cure now your face I don't see anymore. Okay and we back again Even though the last time we said its over Like a back to back ride, rollercoaster Think I'm sick off her love, cold shoulder She shaped like a coke bottle, a real work of art But you know that pretty people lack in the heart So where should I start? At the beginning or jump to the ending? Because you took me through a loophole Gone off that Henny Wanting that Fendi, and Remy A material girl Don't get lost in this cold world Baby pour it up 5 shots and now my perspective is spinning I should've known we ain't have the same vision... (forreal) Baby is it true, do you have a ting for another man, ohh Is it what he got or his birthday suite Good vibes now but does he love you Good lawd Dis man have my girl He have the The lock my girl is his girl Baby come back that ting vital, and the good sex that make the sky fall. And I had de ting lock just for you Any little thing you want me do Anything you want you get that's thru Aye yo, pour another shot uh the henny (double it) Make it take a toll on my body (triple it) Triple it, licky, fuck me totally. Rather self inflict than bruise up her body Someone callup the bartender tell him that I want her call name One shot, 3 shot, 5 One more till I die Wifey wit that guy Baby with a whole other man I thought that you're love it was so sure We used love like it is a cure Now your face i don't see anymore.1.32 Mmmm
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