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uma dose de gin pra mim um bourbon Mó paz , ok! E tu sentou pra mim Mó cara de safada E esse sorriso ? Vai levar minha'lma... Me ganha e tira minha
o pai ta chato fumando um bagui do bom beira mar, uisque bourbon sobral ta mó calorzão transpira pra fazer um som de conversível nós volta pra city
nigga I can't fold On my bourbon call it mo Feel they hating on the low Better watch who you call your bro They can switch and you won't know (Arab they
I just might go to the mall and buy me a turban Pull up with Twizz, I'm in slow-mo, sippin' on bourbon Opp radar in my amiri jeans, I know they
know I stay swervin' Ion live in the burbs but I'm in suburbans Ion drink a lot when I do its only bourbon Don't smoke no mo aint no mo burning Off day
disTURB em, the outcome undetermined, i'm just tryna CHILL with this 100 proof bourbon, please don't disTURB em, the outcome undetermined, i'm just tryna
up, when I pass in the stretch They gotta catch they breath Fresh law, girl, weed hotter than a kitchen In a big Bourbon, VCR's, television El
the C-L-I-C Stuck up in the house, party top celebrity Burpin' and gurpin', gelchin' the bourbon, lurkin' around I'm seein' all kinda broads, from outta town
intenção A mesma pressão Foco, força e muito tesão Mais não esquece não, mais não esquece não De trazer o bourbon, de trazer o bourbon Ah, que eu sou
fatto di Bourbon, senza più un cazzo manco la Weed
then drop up my pick up And Earvin then picked up my bourbon, for certain It's all ta see, me, 'cause we's Gz 20-inches with the TV, fo' scheezy
take the blame I deserve it Whether it's gin or it's bourbon, it is my speech getting slurrin' N-n-then the memories blurrin' and then you wake up
speaks Stomping time to feed the freaks Pass me that bourbon, let the taste wash over Bring me some heat cause my muscles sore Plug me in now cause
lurkin, slurpin and burpin Like she drinking bourbon, niggas be tweeting You niggas be chirping, look at these bitches, they jus want some Birkin Cross that
chiedi come cazzo stiamo Non lo faccio manco io, non lo fa: nobody Okay, non farlo, okey Bevo drink, Jack Sparrow, bombay Brucerei nel Bourbon, Pompei
Oh God Muoio Voglio sti soldi Oh no Volo Senza quei posti No Porsche No car Giro da solo No scotch Bourbon Redbull T'appò Oh God Muoio Voglio sti
swervin, in the dark blue Suburban Drinking Bourbon, with Heinekens for the chaser Police'll never chase us we too fly for that Processed
sind aus Prag, zwei aus der USA Alle woll'n Foto, ey, trage Bourbon, Lotus (Ah) , die Vocals sind mono Tanze in Slo-Mo, ey, Schuhe Manolo Siе seh'n, ich
Honey Bourbons I'm drunk and I'm swerving Take me a perc now I'm percing So what if a young nxgga hurting Show em' no mo worries Turn a pussy
"You'll be good, just down another drink" Called it right I was different that's another me Bourbon Street Picture us and yea we rolling deep Uh mic check
trabalho Dei mó dura para chega E se antes falto peixe na mesa Multiplicamos e na conta só lobo guara Estamos forgando de nave to no mó chave E o duduzin
some mo' drank in my cup Pour some mo' drank in my cup It's time to turn up Pour some mo' drank in my cup Pour some mo' drank in my cup It's time to turn
[Intro: Big Moe] That nigga Big Ass Moe Chilling with my partner named D-Mo It's on his birthday we coming through In a nigga's trunk is a nigga
[Intro: Big Moe] That nigga Big Ass Moe Chilling with my partner named D-Mo It's on his birthday we coming through In a nigga's trunk is a nigga
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