Lyrics Water to Wine - Peter James

Water to Wine

One shot, down the hatch
Taking my time with the bitch in the back
Man, this bitch is the crack
Cause the way she look at me, she’ll be taking it back
So take the cocain
Light the propane
The way she looks at me
She’ll ignite the whole place
Baby what’s your name
I really don’t care
I just want to take a drank.
Uh
So pass me the bottle
Turn up the throttle
And dance like a model
We’ll start from the bottom
Please don’t be so hostile
We’ll reinvent love
Like we’re Jesus apostles
It’s mission impossible
To drink responsible
Whiskey like bullets
Take shots to abdominal
Falling like domino
Thinkin' illogical
Poppin' that ass
Like your nickname is popsicle
Pre-Chorus:
Pour another glass, turn that water to wine
Pour another glass, turn that water to wine
Pour another drink, fuck taking my time
Pour three shots, put em' all in a line
Pass me the fifth, feel like I’m falling behind
Hook:
One shot, down the hatch
Two shots, Henny Black
Three shots, getting lost
Four shots, make it back
Five shots, losing track
Six shots, cutting back
Seven shots, this my last
Eight to ten, man, I’m fully detached
Take a sip of
The plastic red cup, we pour it up.
Uh
I’m not here to
Antagonize your euphoric love.
Uh
I can’t take it
Feeling lonely, it never heals right
It feels like, death, no light
I lose sight of what’s right
Baby keep my mind off that
On the flip side, we can still ride in the back
Of the cadillac parked in the shack by the stack
Of the bottles building up, knock em down so they can crash
Baby keep my mind off rap
On the flip side, we can still ride to the track
With the bass bumped up hear the smack set us back
From the snare to the kick, leading up to the crash
One shot
Started as a sip and turned into this
Bliss in the bottom of a bottle, wine drinking made a monsta
Outta take another swig from the fifth
Lose Yourself when the bass hit…
One shot
Do not miss your chance to blow, like the speakers in back
Smacking, cracking.
Packing heat in the middle of summer
Click clack the gun back they all react to the sound like…
One shot
Ringing out the barrel, hit a man in the chest
Blessed to live, cursed to die, still no respect
Momma depressed, no regrets
Guess it doesn’t really matter it was only just…
One shot
Should have never fell in love with the drink
Thinking, sinking, pleading, calling
Keep on falling
Bullets hurt less than you think
So take another drink