I climb onto the table on plates, with a bottle of tequila and blunt
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Bro at the remote control will drop a fresh track of our gang (of the whole gang)
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0.7 in one is a bottle in fact
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Fifth stagedive - someone take me away from here
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Put me in a taxi, they will ask me - where are you from? |
I will answer - I am from the south
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In the rearview mirror at the club, security, the noise of swearing
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This is how we walk in the sky with my brother Luke - Jedi with my brother Luke we
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She said I'm unbearable (you're unbearable)
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They look at it with their mouths open (their mouths open to the floor)
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I'd have thrown it all in the basket (Three-pointer in the basket)
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But the boys say: "let's do it beautifully" (do it beautifully!)
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The other end of the city, bitch, I'm stoned like this bit (into the trash)
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Between the corridors, to paradise, the elevator carries me like a zinc coffin (amen!)
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I rock and roll in like Bono, baby on fire
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Turns off the Weeknd and puts my track on repeat
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I'm OK, no, I'm practically K.O., so use it yourself (Aw, fuck it)
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Dissolve me too, pharmacy in my mouth, but we drink this shit to the bottom (like shots)
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We go down to the bottom, or take off into the clouds - we will know everything when they let us go (not
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let me go, don't let me go)
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Everything that was in me, I am in you, the circle is closed
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She said I'm unbearable (you're unbearable)
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They look at it with their mouths open (their mouths open to the floor)
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I'd have thrown it all in the basket (Three-pointer in the basket)
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But the boys say: "let's do it beautifully" (do it beautifully!) |