Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Salud, artist - Matt Champion.
Date of issue: 21.03.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Salud |
I say «fuck it,» like James Dean |
Keep my money on Great Dane |
And these kids is scared of me like my face was porcelain |
And my bitch is melting |
Sipping pouches of orange Tang |
Always hopping white lines like parking spots is cocaine |
P-party tomorrow, I hope I don’t get too wet |
Because there’s pussy everywhere so I am sure I’ll be drenched |
And give that ass just a pinch, and keep your lips on that straw |
And suck like your brain needs a margarita, (fuck you!) |
Doing drugs by the pool, hope you don’t fall in |
Ass up by the pool, hope you don’t fall in |
Cool bitch by the pool, hope she don’t fall in… love |
I’m sick, (salud) |
Need a drink, (salud) |
Here’s a toast for you fucks, (salud) |
Bless you, (salud) |
Need a smoke, (salud) |
Here’s a toast for you fucks, (salud, salud) |
Hold on bitch, I need a minute to puke |
This liquor has me feeling like giraffes at a zoo |
Wobbling, tipping, turning, and slurring my words |
Like i’m riding alibaba at my local Six Flags |
They put grams of the powder in six separate bags |
Then they hide it somewhere deep deep deep in their pants |
I feel like a dick because I’m thinking like one |
Maybe it’s me, but then again it’s the rum, fuck |
Doing drugs by the pool, hope you don’t fall in |
Ass up by the pool, hope you don’t fall in |
Cool bitch by the pool, hope she don’t fall in love |
I’m sick, (salud) |
Need a drink, (salud) |
Here’s a toast for you fucks, (salud) |
Bless you, (salud) |
Need a smoke, (salud) |
Here’s a toast for you fucks, (salud, salud) |
Salud to the bitch |
Pouring champagne on a cute lil bitch |
Tossing TVs out the window, move your whip |
Go move your shit, aye, aye, tick tick |
Get drunk, turn British |
Girl, lemme see 10 digits |
I came in with 10 niggas |
Got in a fight with at least 10 midgets |
Sold out shows, I was high like pigeons |
Matt got internet-hoes doing splits |
I might sell Viagra to high school kids, there’s really no telling the way that |
we live |
When the smoke don’t clear cause it’s always smoke |
Toast to the times you could only make toast |
Dave Chappelle, fuck your bitch while you ghost |
Kanye West, finna get this vote |
I’m pro-whatever-the-fuck-you-wanna-do, do it |
You getting all the juice, prove it |
Show me a cup that’s full, foolish |
Finna 'a-choo' it, I’m sick |
I’m sick, (salud) |
Need a drink, (salud) |
Here’s a toast for you fucks, (salud) |
Bless you, (salud) |
Need a smoke, (salud) |
Here’s a toast for you fucks, (salud, salud) |