Hasta La Muerte - Pour Anotha Shot | Текст песни

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Better turn the music up, I wanna hear it loud
This ain’t the night to make ya momma proud
Fuck your problems, forget about thinking
Get where it’s at, I wanna see you drinkin’
Need a headline chick; bad bitch, bad news
For a rowdy motherfucker with tattoos

One shot, two shots, three shots-four
Go ahead; meet me by the bathroom door
Have you ever fucked a rap rocker before?

Returning to the scene, back by popular demand
Gettin’ wild up in here, got my whiskey in hand
By the end of the night, I’ma blow off half a grand
Girl, money ain’t a problem, do you understand?

[Pre-Chorus]
A little more, a little more, a little more, drip-drop
A little more, a little, more, a little more, sip-stop
What's in store, watchu got, I wanna see you cum swap
Wanna see ya ass drop, shake it up, dont stop
Stop, stop, stop…

[Chorus]
Moving up
She’s getting down
I love the way she moves around
Moving up
She’s getting down
I love the way she moves…

[Verse 2]
Round two is on me; can we get some more liquor?
Sit down, grab a drink, sip a bit, and don’t bicker
I didn’t catch feelings; I’m in lust with you
Must be ya style and the things that you do?
I know you ain’t any regular senorita
‘Cause you’re a dirty-minded mala mamasita

One shot, two shots, three shots-four
Go ahead; meet me by the bathroom door
Have you ever fucked a rap rocker before?
Had one too many drinks, but I’m feeling good
Doing all the things that you wish you could

[Pre-Chorus]
A little more, a little more, a little more, drip-drop
A little more, a little, more, a little more, sip-stop
Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop...
(I wanna see ya tits pop)

[Chorus]
Moving up
She’s getting down
I love the way she moves around
Moving up
She’s getting down
I love the way she moves…

Moving up She’s getting down
I love the way she moves around
Moving up
She’s getting down
I love the way she moves

[Bridge]
Pour anotha shot, pour anotha shot (x7)
Pour anotha shot, pour anotha sh…

[Guitar solos]

[Verse 3]
They want to get it rough, I say hold up quit bitchin’
At the lady’s loft, tryin’ positions in the kitchen
Feelin’ me up just like a masseuse
One is not enough –
You know I need tha deuce
Got two headline chicks, bad bitches, good news
For the rowdy mothafucka with tattoos

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