| It’s about that time
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| Break out the red wine
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| We been holding back
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| Girl, what’s on your mind?
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| Just gotta let it flow
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| Ain’t nobody gotta know
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| Let me see you pop it, pop it, pop it
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| Take it slow
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| And I don’t give a damn
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| If you got a man
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| Let me treat that ass like this glass in my hand
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| And take my time
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| Like some red wine
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| And watch you pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it all night
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| Yeah
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| Tryin' to pop that ass like a burgundy
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| When I met you backstage, you were lurkin' me
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| By the look you was giving, thought certainly
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| I was 'bout to cut it up like surgery
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| But it took six months 'til you heard from me
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| By that time I was drunk and my words were free
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| Had to let it off my chest, it was hurting me
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| So I had to set it off, baby, let me say it all
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| I ain’t never met no women that I date more than eight months
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| Also never been the one to do the break up
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| I would only get mad, fuck around and break stuff
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| And we met up in a club, say you hate clubs?
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| Shit, just don’t lie to me
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| Need a bomb ass chick that’ll ride for me
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| If I say the word «bitch», don’t cry for me
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| Shit, I love females
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| I could work in retail
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| Like you win, all the places we gon' go in detail
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| Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
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| It’s about that time
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| Break out the red wine
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| We been holding back
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| Girl, what’s on your mind?
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| Just gotta let it flow
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| Ain’t nobody gotta know
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| Let me see you pop it, pop it, pop it
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| Take it slow
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| And I don’t give a damn
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| If you got a man
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| Let me treat that ass like this glass in my hand
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| And take my time
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| Like some red wine
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| And watch you pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it all night
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| Yeah
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| Yeah, ay
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| Uh, yo
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| Take a trip on a plane, go to Bordeaux
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| 'Cause we’ll never have another life for sure
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| Gettin' drunk all night at the chateau
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| I ain’t talkin' bout the little one in Hollywood though
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| See, I never get offended by the people that be hatin'
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| When we making out in public, I’m just happy that I made it
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| And I’m never gettin' jaded by the money that we makin'
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| If you do, I’m 'bout the effort, that’s motherfuckin' taken
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| You will see when we get to the top like a grand crew
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| People looking at us like, «We can’t stand you!»
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| DRC’s popped out of Nobu, sand view
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| Shwayze got me out in Malibu, damn, do shit
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| Not these girls falling in line
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| 'Cause our rap’s like wine; |
| get better with time
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| Matter fact, I’m divine, got heavenly shine
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| So I pop 'em all back, 'cause it’s that t-
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| It’s about that time
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| Break out the red wine
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| We been holding back
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| Girl, what’s on your mind?
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| Just gotta let it flow
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| Ain’t nobody gotta know
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| Let me see you pop it, pop it, pop it
|
| Take it slow
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| And I don’t give a damn
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| If you got a man
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| Let me treat that ass like this glass in my hand
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| And take my time
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| Like some red wine
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| And watch you pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it all night
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| Yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Red Wine , by - Cam Meekins. Song from the album The Life of Cam Meekins,, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп