Swimming Pools (Drank)(Black Hippy Remix)

歌詞

[Intro: Ab-Soul] Playas always trying to pop bottles Niggas love to pop bottles Then get you a table my nigga Get you a table my nigga [Bridge] Pour up, drank, head shot, drank Sit down, drank, stand up, drank Pass out, drank, wake up, drank Faded, drank, faded, drank [Verse 1: Jay Rock] No syrup in this cup but this that po' up When you see me po' up, turn up til you throw up Like a bulemic fiending, for hurl over them toilets If I run out of liquor in your city, yo where the store at? One bottle, two bottles I'm a soldier, never sober Cup runneth over, don't give a fuck about cirrhosis One life, thats all we have, 0k lets toast to that Then dive in a pool full of liquor Swim laps like Michael Phelps [Hook] Nigga why you babysittin only two or three shots? I'mma show you how to turn it up a notch First you get a swimming pool full of liquor, then you dive in it Pool full of liquor, then you dive in it I wave a few bottles, then I watch em all flock All the girls wanna play Baywatch I got a swimming pool full of liquor and they dive in it Pool full of liquor I'mma dive in it [Bridge] [Verse 2: Ab Soul] Used to wake up every morning to a glass of Alize Hope this dollar shot of E & J will take the pain away Aim and shoot, shots of Ciroc will make the girls get loose With it we all trippin off the hen like a female chicken You with it? (Soulo) Spread your wings, you probably won't get far I honestly wouldn't advise operating a car Try not to let the peer pressure get the best of ya And end up giving it up in a restroom like the rest of us [Hook] [Bridge] [Verse 3: Schoolboy Q] So it's that groovy little nigga Known for popping them bottles Under my pants be a golden dick Bitch, everything about me solid Burberry nigga, them be my draws Alexander McQueen in closets Swagged out king, yeah nigga I'm Puff, uh Have that pussy throbbing Someone tell me where the drugs at, I'm into that Twisting off them molly caps Ciroc too don't fuck wit Goose Can I get a shot, swim in your juice Worth a stack a minute, everyday that shit repeat I ain't tryna sweep you off your feet Bitch did you see your tab reciept? [Hook] [Bridge] [Verse 4: Kendrick Lamar] All I, all I ,all I ,all I All I have in life is my new appetite for failure And I got hunger pain that grow insane Tell me do that sound familiar? If it do then you're like me Making excuse that your relief Is in the bottom of the bottle And the greenest indo leaf As the window open I release Everything that corrode inside of me I see you joking, why you laugh? Don't you feel bad? I probably sleep, and never ever wake up Never ever wake up, never ever wake up In God I trust But just when I thought I had enough [Outro - Kendrick Lamar] More, more, bless me more We gon drink this mothafucka down, more Bottoms up then we pass it round, more Fill it up more, not enough, more Bless me more We gon drink this mothafucka down, more Bottoms up then we pass it round, more Fill it up more, not enough, more Fill it up more, not enough, more Fill it up more, not enough, more