| We don’t do the line, we do the bucket
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| Showin' out on the couch just like fuck it
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| Celebrate like it’s my birthday
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| Pretty ladies to the section if you’re thirsty (ay)
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| We don’t do the line, we do the bucket
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| We don’t do the line, we do the bucket
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| You can keep the sparklers bring the bottles
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| You can keep the sparklers bring the bottles
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| Celebrate like it’s my birthday
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| Pretty ladies to my section if you’re thirsty (ay)
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| We don’t do the line, we do the bucket
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| Showin' out on the couch just like fuck it
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| Come here baby girl, let’s talk, gotta link up
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| Winter time in New York, I’m probably minked up
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| Maserati like John Gotti, let’s link up
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| I wish Chinx was alive, I’d pick Chinx up
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| OG smoke OG in my city
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| Even when it gets foul, it’s still my city
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| Legendary, thats February to February
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| Been going hand to hand since pet cemetery
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| Noreaga drink Jäger, whole different lane
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| Emirates to Dubai, whole different plane
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| Big bottles of pain, we don’t drink the same
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| Awkward, you don’t play the game then you forfeit
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| Left hand grabbing on aqua, absorb it
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| Level spelled backwards is level, you gotta balance it
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| Drink champs, eye to eye shots, gotta challenge it
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| Keep taking one more drink, until you out of it
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| Out of it, oh
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| Bottle after fucking bottle
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| I’m Probably high enough to touch the sky though
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| With some bad bitches that should probably model
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| With some bad bitches bring another bottle
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| Tell 'em I need one more, one more
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| One more, one more
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| Tell 'em I need one more, one more
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| One more, one more
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| We don’t do the line, we do the bucket
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| We don’t do the line, we do the bucket
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| You can keep the sparklers bring the bottles
|
| You can keep the sparklers bring the bottles
|
| Celebrate like it’s my birthday
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| Pretty ladies to my section if you’re thirsty (ay)
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| We don’t do the line, we do the bucket
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| Showin' out on the couch just like fuck it
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| Sky is not the limit it is just the view
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| God blessing real niggas but yet it’s just a few
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| I have a couple of bullets and I had them just for you
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| You lost the beef and the drama, wasn’t it adjustable
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| How we drink that there? |
| (Bottle after fucking bottle)
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| And after that we (Party high enough to touch the sky though)
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| Big chips, big chips, Uh oh
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| Big whips, big whips, Uh oh
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| Still got deals at the William Morris agency
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| A network with the network, don’t play with me
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| Alligator and alley snakes on the crosswalk
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| Landed on Baltic but thinking Boardwalk
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| See what hood niggas dream, we got a lot of swag
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| Shorty need a man, she ain’t have a dad
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| I give her that love that she ain’t never had
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| And offer Champagne and now she never mad
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| Cause
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| We don’t do the line, we do the bucket
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| We don’t do the line, we do the bucket
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| You can keep the sparklers bring the bottles
|
| You can keep the sparklers bring the bottles
|
| Celebrate like it’s my birthday
|
| Pretty ladies to my section if you’re thirsty (ay)
|
| We don’t do the line, we do the bucket
|
| Showin' out on the couch just like fuck it
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| Bottle after fucking bottle, party high 'till we touch the sky though
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| With some bad bitches that should probably model
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| With some bad bitches bring another bottle
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| Tell 'em I need one more, one more
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| One more, one more
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| Tell 'em I need one more, one more
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| One more, one more |