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Smoking and thinking, I'm scheming and getting my status and blues up
Dope in your system, you coping by drinking my premium booze up
Deep in your
She be having moods she don't like me cause I'm drinking on the booze
Messed up on the corner threw up thirty times who knew
I'd be wasted here
Becks down at the Shore
I've got a friend at the liquor store
Deaner likes his red wind dry
So booze me up and get me high
Booze me up and get me
Becks down at the Shore
I've got a friend at the liquor store
Deaner likes his red wine dry
So booze me up and get me high
Booze me up and get me
Now messe
Changey your color my woman
Sexy love make I come down, down
Like I booze lemme ring up your finger
Sexy chameleon diva oh diva
Wenim
Bitches like the fun
Ladies don't you worry bout booze yeah
Lit that shit up we gon smoke yeah
Ladies don't you worry bout booze yeah
Lit that shit up we
em' two
Time to get some booze (ahh, woo)
Time to get some more (auu!)
Im banging hard this game
Im screwing up the score (woooo)
Banging hard this game
hologram, what's your California
I gotta know where you wanna go
Wristband summer-camp all those public parks
Marked up booze and torn-up shoes
Your parents'
wanna get fucked up, yeah, I'm a fuck up
Riding in on a coupe up, no tie but imma suit up
30 bands fuck the route up, roll up in the party booze up, sayin
Yeah we up in the stu
Nabo thekeni aba boujee
Don't know where to get the booze
So let's smoke up some backwoods
Yeah we up in the stu
Nabo thekeni
It was crazy what we doing that room I was drunk you was drunk that's a mood
Both Turning up drink hella booze that's a mood
That's a mood
It
Cold blood and booze up in your veins
That's why
I'll be your baby, yeah I'll be your man
I'll be your baby yeah I'll be your man
If you wanna touch
Shits not even out and the internet exploded
From the monday club blues
To an album full of tunes
From drinking up booze
To eating magic mushrooms
understood my old friends laughing
They got high when everything else got wrong (pass the booze up here)
Dr. King was killed and the streets they started
the reason I don't give a fuck
Eighty-nine eighty-nine eighty-nine eighty-nine
Big whips lot of booze mamacita what up
Eighty-nine eighty-nine eighty-nine
up?
You goin nuts?
Your body start to shivering
The booze becomes your livers bitch
What what
Fuck your trust
Are you sure you aint goin nuts?
The truth
Mister be double O, Z Eeee, (that sure spells booze),
You will wind up wearing tattered shoes if you mess with Mister Booze,
(Don't mess with Mister
you for the check up haters (thank you)
Life a mess up, life a hook up, getting beat up, I'm boozed up (booze, booze)
Working on my build up, cause
hello booze where are you going
Hello booze it’s been too long
Lord how I missed you since you been gone
Thank you booze you cleared up my mind
Won’t we
the rhythm and booze
Then I needed thicker skin
And to let you in
Or I’d end up alone
I don’t want the hopeful stares
Rather the jealous glares
Cuz they make
to the roof
At the end of the cruise
Nigga don booze
Nigga don run up the bands on bands gettin' high with the crew
Nigga gon' shoot
Nigga gon' buss up
We've lost the plot
And where four days deep
Filled up with booze
That's about knee deep
We got some girls
That shake it like heaps
Creeps
Party in mizzou
You know I'm with the crew
Lightweights in the bathroom throwing up the booze
Girls twerking too
Hotboxing in the room
When we
away
Let's set up a little rendez-booze
Could be just some beer and me and you
You set the time, girl, I don't care
Pick a place and tell me where
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