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Yeah, Millionaires That's right Friday night it's time to party Drop it down and get real naughty Girls talk shit, we don't care We'll take off our underwear Drinking cocktails, beers with lime All these guys yell she's a dime I just wink and blow a kiss While all these girls just bitch and diss Come get fucked up Give me my alcohol Let's get fucked up A L C O H O L Come get fucked up Give me the alcohol Let's get fucked up A L C O H O L This bitch is trying to take a shot She can't down one, what else she got? Jaeger, vodka, even whiskey Down that shit, don't be a pussy Who needs Pepsi, juice or Sprite? If you do you're weak, that's right I down my shots and gulp my beers 'Til every drop disappears Come get fucked up Give me my alcohol Let's get fucked up A L C O H O L Come get fucked up Give me the alcohol Let's get fucked up A L C O H O L, shit All these boys are drinking ale And we bust out White Zinfandel Yeah, we're getting pretty trashed But these boys ain't getting any ass Drink every drink that could be tasted Look at us we're fucking wasted We stumble, mumble, no one cares Just 'cause we're the Millionaires, yeah Come get fucked up Give me my alcohol Let's get fucked up A L C O H O L Come get fucked up Give me the alcohol Let's get fucked up A L C O H O L Every time I'm at the bar you wanna pay Go ahead buy me a drink, you won't get laid Every time I'm at the bar you wanna pay Go ahead buy me a drink, you won't get laid Every time I'm at the bar you wanna pay Go ahead, buy me a drink, you won't get laid Come get fucked up Give me my alcohol Let's get fucked up A L C O H O L Come get fucked up Give me the alcohol Let's get fucked up A L C O H O L Come get fucked up Give me my alcohol Let's get fucked up A L C O H O L Come get fucked up Give me the alcohol Let's get fucked up A L C O H O L A L C O H O L
Writer(s): Colin Derek Abrahall, Andrew Paul Williams, Colin Robert Blyth, Ross Andrew Lomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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