[Hook] Pour up pour up pour up, pour up some drank with me Pour up pour up pour up pour up some drank with me
[Verse 1: Jeezy] It’s the motherfucking world nigger If you one everywhere They paid us every gas If you fuck niggas askin' questions I got answers Street boy, red bone look like a dancer The way a nigger blowing is strong my own casa Drop no top baby keep more Said around my waist cost a kilo Coup color color cee-lo Bad mexicans she call me primo She know I keep my shooters with me never solo Said she love the way I kick it like a cholo Trouble all around the mental like a nave Y’all know about the raps in this motherfucking crazy Pop 20 bottles a row by the pool nigger It’s at the gate where they all make a fool nigger Do this shit till the sunset nigger South central to sunset nigger Mission impossible on that Tom Cruise shit Does it make you feel a coup nigger cruise ship Like fucking two blocks in a bucket Let my little niggas [?] they didn't think nothing of it [?] claim just throw it up And I don't know what these bitches is drinking just pour it up
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[Verse 2: Clyde Carson] Got some broads in my living room More up on the way don’t get offended boo Ciroc in the cabana if you hot get up in the pool Gotta her kickin' off her tennis shoes Young Magnificent with three on deck Acting innocent till she take that sip Dom Perignon and some Pinot gris Peach Ciroc and probably some pink rozay Won’t get far on that hatin' shit Fucking on some ice and some Ace of Spades Extra B's mix Young Jeez and Game Young Clyde Carson you don’t know the name We getting high on the west coast, west coast, west coast Got the best smoke, dollars like [?] [?] Hennie in the red cup just a play boy Bottles up let’s pour
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[Verse 3: Game] They call me disco chuck If I pull a Lamborghino out a bitch gon' fuck Gas speed up gas speed up Disrespect one of my niggas get your ass beat up Diamond like [?] Nigga out the ace tell they ass re-up We aren’t with the clowns and the lesbi G6s playing for the RiRis I tell a bitch back it up beep beep Saying chuck slow it down skeet skeet She want the D So I politely just come in her weave She don't want to leave, roll up in tree She want a nigga to break of the leaves You want them keys Nada baby remind me of eve, rough ryder baby