Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Drink the Night Away (feat. The Game, Mario), artist - Tyga. Album song #BitchImTheShit, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 17.11.2014
Record label: Mix Factory
Song language: English
Drink the Night Away (feat. The Game, Mario) |
Uh, line full of bitches |
hard fine bitches |
the shit that I'm smokin' got me higher than tuition |
wanna know whats goin' on let me paint a picture |
and if ya ain't around lemme give ya a description |
corks everywhere, hoes everywhere |
loud music playin' heavy smoke in the air |
its cups everywhere, flashin' lights |
bottles of Patron, sittin' in the ice like.. |
Its a celebration |
bottles by the cases |
tonight we goin' all get wasted |
then we goin' take off like spaceships |
Oh, and I don't really want her to leave |
Order bottle after bottle |
She say she cant drink, ay shut up bitch swallow |
(we gon' drink the night away, we gon' drink the night away) |
Ah Mr. Rose Raw |
2 piece suit cuff link on the arm |
Sex on the beach and some shots for these broads |
And bring the biggest bottle of Moet for my dawgs |
We on the couch leanin' on the wall |
My old bitch hit me said I seen you with them hoes |
but I'm turnt up so a nigga lost his phone |
I gotta find a freak take her home |
hit the light like uhhhh |
same day different chick ya'll |
took girls all around the world up on Crenshaw |
in and out the crib back and forth like ping pong |
me and Game got the hoe jumpin' Kriss Kross |
I'm the shit so piss off |
better yet, find me somethin' to piss on |
I'm too drunk, how I take it this far |
wake up, and do it all again tomorrow |
Its a celebration |
bottles by the cases |
tonight we gon' all get wasted |
then we gon' take off like spaceships |
but I don't really want her to leave |
Uh, order bottle after bottle |
she say she cant drink, ay shut up bitch swallow |
(we goin drink the night away, we goin drink the night away) |
Uh, uh sicker than cancer |
colder than Aspen |
west side ridin' wit Tyga |
Tiger fur inside the Aston |
Martin dependin' on who askin'? |
got so many chickens, all my birds in one basket |
and that's a coupe for you, retract the roof for you |
its a Doggy Dog world, and I can call Snoop for ya |
uh that's gangsta, that's fly |
yo baby mamas mama would say I'm one hell of a guy |
why do I start beefs, why do I drop Phantoms |
why I got 7 houses but none in Atlanta |
(that's stupid) |
nah nigga smarter than Bill Gates |
clap ya hands I do it |
with the sound that still make |
I know the real Weezy, introduce you to the real Drake |
my hoes more patient that Detox fans, they will wait |
for me to go um, 10 times platinum |
and cop more Patron and hatin' niggas imagine |
Its a celebration |
tonight we gon' all get wasted |
then we goin' take off like spaceships |
but I don't really want her to leave |
don't leave, don't be scared |
It ain't a game, meet me in the bed |
and we gon' drink the night away |
ohh I don't really want you to leave baby |
Wooah, I don't really want you to leave |
come celebrate with me baby |