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- Vic Mensa Liquor Locker 歌詞
- Vic Mensa
- Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Im just coming over
Wake up
Late night calls
Feelin slightly faded
Free alcohol at the club
That sh*ts overrated
Call up liquor locker brrt brrt
Bring me apple vodka
Shawty yeah yeah yeah
You know that I could do you proper
Pour you a drink would you please
Stop fussin with your samsung
I call your bluff why you playin
I aint that ni**a to play games on no no no no
I could do you proper proper
I could do you proper proper
I love your conversation
Usually Im not the long talker
But this
Liquor liquor liquor liquor liquor got me talkin talkin
Way too much way too much way too much way too much
Got me textin callin its 2 30 in the morning
Tryna wake you up wake you up where you at where you at
I might put a uber on you I might have to pull up on you
Pick you up f**k you up give you some of this
Liquor from the liquor locker
Have ya have ya have ya talking way too much
Way too much way too much whoa
Dont listen to kiara
She be talkin crazy
She say Im a savage man
That b**ch just be hatin
I just think youre worth it oh
Please dont take it personal
But by the way you talk I know that I could do you proper
Pour you a drink is it me or is one of us romantic
Dont be so stiff move your hips
I aint that ni**a til youre dancin
I hope you know I can do you proper proper
Like I was a doctor doctor
This is an emergency hurry up
Call the liquor locker pour up the
Liquor liquor liquor liquor liquor got me talkin talkin
Way too much way too much way too much way too much
Got me textin callin its 2 30 in the morning
Tryna wake you up wake you up where you at where you at
I might put a uber on you I might have to pull up on you
Pick you up f**k you up give you some of this
Liquor from the liquor locker
Have ya have ya have ya you talkin
Way too much
Way too much
Way too much
Drink bombay til we all f **ked up
I was drinkin bombay till I had to throw up
I was boolin with a baddie from the bay area
Couldnt make it up the stairs had to get carried up aye
Wave to my general I cant sleep now
Kush got my eyes low cant see now
Orange tesla got me on ten right now
If I get her naked imma sin right now
Can I hit it proper
F**k you real proper
Have you screaming papa yeah
Touch all on your body
Feel all on your body
F**k all on your body yeah
Too many drinks and all these drugs
Way too much way too much way too much
So please get off your samsung
And lets do this while your mans gone
Baby
Liquor liquor liquor liquor liquor got me talkin talkin
Way too much way too much way too much way too much
Got me textin callin its 2 30 in the morning
Tryna wake you up wake you up where you at where you at
I might put a uber on you I might have to pull up on you
Pick you up f**k youup give you some of this
Liquor from the liquor locker
Have ya have ya have ya talking way too much
Way too much way too much whoa
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