In a Time Lapse (2013) (Album, live from home) Марк Архиреев v k . c o m / L D 2 2 1 2
(Verse 1: B.o.B) She was already on deck fore I ever met er Young B.o.B in the building looking like Hugh Hefner on the surface Bounce with somebody, better tell er I don’t care what’s on yo mind, I just want yo cerebellum Yea but my team stay down through the stormy weather Back when we was hustling and nobody would help us Now we poppin bottles man, now we top shelfers We just knew that we would make it man, nobody could tell us nothing better Nothing a fortune teller couldn’t tell us As a youngin I never really cared for Christmas carols Now when you see my apparel I got several different levels Look at my wrist, bitch it’s levels to these bezels This whip is mine but I drive it like I stole it Flying down the interstate, lighting up a strong Hustle Gang on that mob shit, bring me my canoles Beating up the box, call me Oscar de la Hoya
(Verse 2: August Alsina) I had one, two, three too many I’m fucked up, four chicks with me I’m loud, took about 5 shots 6 bottles I just copped Twisted, turnt up, 24/7 Thats more bad bitches I’m getting They know I hit em and quit em And go past what they came here for
Baby can I see you make yo ass drop? I’mma let the Rose bottles pop I’mma sip this Roc, baby don’t stop Cause yo body on fire, you too hot
(Pre-Hook) I can’t feel my face I’m so numb I’m so wasted So dumb I’m shit faced it Just in case I don’t make it
(Hook x2) Take my drink, nigga I’m buzzin Take my trees, nigga I’m gone Take my keys, nigga it’s nothing One of these chicks is taking me home
(Verse 3: August Alsina) That little red bone said she’s taking me home Fine ass friend said she coming along Love in the morning, so I’m fuckin em strong I’mma beat em to sleep then I’m gone in the morning Hold up! I tell a bitch roll up Before I gotta roll out all I do is turn up Turn down fuck what, need another drink Baby go and pour up, money hungover
So you know I gotta throw up the fetti So that they know that I’m ready To get em poppin and droppin the party never be stopping Cause I be keepin em rocking, you all these bitches be choosin Cause now they see that I’m winning like I’m allergic to losing and I
(Pre-Hook) I can’t feel my face I’m so numb I’m so wasted I’m shit faced it Just in case I don’t make it
(Hook x2) Take my drink, nigga I’m buzzin Take my trees, nigga I’m gone Take my keys, nigga it’s nothing One of these chicks is taking me home
(Verse 4: Yo Gotti) Getting high off the money, nigga yea I made it Just count a mill, nigga now I’m faded You know I’m unstoppable, I feel like Vegas Shout out to the hood – ‘cause that’s who raised me Credit stacks in my pocket boy, that’s that kush If Shawty wanna fuck she gave me that look Hustler, you know everyone in the booth Pull up in the Rari, boy it’s only true That’s a white out, it’s a night out Putting money on the bar to get to bring yo light out I just wanna see your fireworks 50 bottles, that’s like work I’m in the club, turn up
(Hook x2) Take my drink, nigga I’m buzzin Take my trees, nigga I’m gone Take my keys, nigga it’s nothing One of these chicks is taking me home
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