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(right about now)

Ayo, CiCi
Let me show you how to do a singin' bitch greasy
You was by Lenox, yeah, the one on Peachtree
I was with Dimitri, seen

Put the drinks on us when the teams at the party
Champagne at the top floor hear it go *pop*
Want some buddy?
Bartender looking stressed out, my bad

Gotta find a new neon
Tinted door i can walk through
Bartender to talk to
Jukebox to lean on
Where i won't see your name
On the wall by my name
I don't

gate C5 
Watching those planes fly by 
On my way to Alabama, 
Still on California time 

Another one of these twenty dollar double talls 
And I might end

it up, throw it back
Think of the good times we could have
Bartender pour em another round
Pretty soon y'all will like my sound
By the end of night

Tonight

Gangsta Boo

CLPPNG

2014

and you still ain't pulled you a freak?

It's the last song of the night
Don't forget to tip the bartender
You got fucked up, that's alright
That's not

just to get by
I spread my wings I can fly, she spread her thighs watch my dive
Demon all in my eyes, you see my smoke I’m on fire
I got diamonds in my

Yeah, I got that whiskey grin
Can't wipe it off my face
Corn liquor just goes quicker by the shot
Bartender can I have a bourbon and a beer?
This fool be

Jordski
In the club
Hella drunk
Bitches around me they shaking they butt
Feel like a bartender the way that I be getting paid for like all of my bars

night to forget that you ain't by my side and
I drink whiskey on Saturday still trying to drink you away
And the bartender pours another round and round

at the port but she's ready, alright
She'll get home by 6 and she'll throw on a dress and we'll go
It's the second best thing to a visit to old Mexico
And may

right by my side from that Montana sky to the Tennessee line
Liquors pouring, getting tore up
Bartender says now what'll it be
I tell 'em straight up

Yeah, I saw you in the club, had to pull up So you know I said, what's up
Seen by yourself, I'm just tryna show some love What you sippin' on, bartender

, take away the pain
By your spirit you will take away the pain
Take away the pain, take away the pain 
Take away the pain, take away the pain

Cause Lord

Sometimes this life ain't fair

Bartender give me one more drink
I don't care what they think
'Round and round in this barstool
Am I still the same old fool
I

slewed out the words
Man, what do you know?

All that I got is gone
Ain't a kind word
In my song

There's a reason Bartender
I can't leave tonight
Cause

the bartender, can you pour me a drink right now
Cause she's stuck inside my mind, don't wanna think right now
Maybe a whiskey mix with coke will heal my pain

face
I'll save a couple bucks to make it through the day
But by Friday
Life gets Houdini with the pay

It's payday and I'm already broke
I've got enough

They claim to know God, but they deny him by what they do
Ye shall make ye no idols, nor a graven image
Neither a rear up or a standing image
Set up

And hoping that

He'll let him have
Their drinks for free
As I step up by my beer
And tip him graciously
Then the bartender looks at me
With his little grin

Hello Bartender, guess who's back again
You know that jukebox every night draws me in
And how I love to hear and watch that record spin
Oh I've got

and that shit is just too much
Hit the bartender like bitch, serve me my drink
I got the usual the fruit thing that's pink
I had a sip, it's already hard

momma and I just don't wanna talk
I just need some country music on the radio
In my truck
And tell the bartender pour me somethin' strong
Fill it up
Well

1800 Reasons 

Written by - Jeff Glasscock, Nick Hickman 

Produced by - Christian Santagelo, Jeff Glasscock, Nick Hickman 

Source - Whiskey Neat