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Pour it up
I’m Henny drunk
Brown in my chalice
Take me back to wonderland
They calling me Alice
214, link up and clink
Bust down in Dallas
We party good
After my shows now
Only the best lets ki, and have a ball
Eat and digest before that Molly hits you hard
Oooo bust a move
Lookin at me real crazy
You don’t know what to do
Little man got his eyes on me
Trying to get cutty
Sean Cutlery
He probably know all I’m tryna do is have a good time
She throwing ass at me
I don’t know another way to be
I pray it’s my soul to keep
But if she tryna snatch it for the night
Maybe that fine
Let me step back
And watch you cross the line
Little baby got a lot of bark and no bite
This steak is prime
Cool Cat, feline
Been that since nine and if you wanna argue we can drop it
I don’t care to prove a thing to a mother fuckin' muppet
Get a life
Pour it up
I’m Henny drunk
Brown in my chalice
Take me back to wonderland
They calling me Alice
214, link up and clink
Bust down in Dallas
We party good
After my shows now
WRITERS
Adam Wheeler
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Lyrics © SC PUBLISHING DBA SECRETLY CANADIAN PUB., Songtrust Ave
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