голливудские мертвецЫ - Comin' In Hot | Текст песни

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• Comin' In Hot

If you got Jack in your cup, go raise it up
(Go raise it up, go raise it up)
If you ain't got enough, go fill it up
(Go fill it up, go fill it up)

(Chorus)
(Danny)
I'm gonna chase this whiskey with Patron
I wanna girl in my lap and a Jagerbomb
I'm comin' in hot, ya heard me
And Ima make it rain on the girl who serves me
I drink a fifth of vodka til it's gone
And if it feels so good then it can't be wrong
I'm comin' in hot, ya heard me
We keep takin' shots, and if not, you nerdy

(Verse 1)
(Charlie Scene)
We only leave a pre-party to go party some more
I'm already shitfaced before I walk in the door
This girl's rubbin' on my leg, I never met her before
And now she's makin' her way onto my gentleman's sword

It might be the drugs talkin' or the shots of Patron
But these bitches look like models and they're ready to bone
I take 'em back to my parents house and we'll be home alone
Slap some chicks and have em yellin like Macaulay Culkin

She's tearin' it up, yeah she's dancin' her ass off
This girl's like a Mac the way she's ridin' my laptop
I'm tryin' to get my rocks off so don't try to cockblock
I'll grab my sawed-off and blow your cock off

You know we drink so much, we gettin' drunk for weeks
We drink so much Goose, we turnin' into geese
Me and my crew slidin' in through VIP
These bitches play my skin flute like they're Kenny G

(Chorus)

If you got Jack in your cup, go raise it up
If you ain't got enough, go fill it up
If you had too much, go throw it up
And If you ain't got shit, throw ya hands up

(Verse 2)
(Funnyman)
Get gone with it, there's nothin' wrong with it
Take shots, don't stop, sing along with it
I wanna feel ya bounce, girl go up and down
Take shots, won't stop til' I'm passin' out

(Charlie Scene)
Girl get down, you can have more
And you can shake your hips around on my man sword
You're gonna have to rock this house I'm your land lord
So let your sweat drip down on the dance floor

(Funnyman)
I ain't tryin' to go home with nolla, nolla
We can hit the dance floor when you wanna, wanna
Girl, you know you feelin' me so holla, holla
'Cause everyone compared to me is nada, nada

(Charlie Scene)
Okay, dog, this has gone on for way long
Can't quit my day job til' I'm playin' on K-Rock
It's chaos, I'm in the club with my shades on
And I'm about to smack that like I'm Akon

(Chorus)

(Funny Man)
If you got Jack in your cup, go raise it up
If you ain't got enough, go fill it up
If you had too much, go throw it up
And If you ain't got shit, throw ya hands up

If you got Jack in your cup, go raise it up
If you ain't got enough, go fill it up
If you had too much, go throw it up
And If you ain't got shit, throw ya hands up

(Chorus)

(Funny Man)
If you got Jack in your cup, go raise it up
(Go raise it up, go raise it up)
If you ain't got enough, go fill it up
(Go fill it up, go fill it up)

If you got Jack in your cup, go raise it up
(Go raise it up, go raise it up)
If you ain't got enough, go fill it up
(Go fill it up, go fill it up)

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