Far East Movement - Don't F*cking Tell Me What To Drink lyrics

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Far East Movement - Don't F*cking Tell Me What To Drink lyrics

FM in the house Cherry, cherry, boom boom Robyn... I think I love You Don't k** me... Reflip Shot to the head like an execution No cosmo, don't drink pollution No cran, no coke, no confusion Straight up b**h, that's my solution We don't mix that dark and clear Only DJs mixin' here, we hypin' here No light beer, I stay fly like buzzlightyear That mai tai's k**in' me That cosmo's k**in' me Those mint leave's k**in' me That blender's k**in' me That seven's k**in' me Club soda's k**in' me Ya, free wire b**h Oh damn, just walked in and so so grand Cherrytree in the dojo man We pop bottles, look both hands None of my drinks needa blender I stay slizzard like my temper k** a bar tender, no surrender All b**h drinks, return to sender Pft, is that a tuplip? In my scotch? Oh heeeell naaaw That seamers k**in' me Them bones is k**in' me That pinecones k**in' me (pinecone?) That daiquiri's k**in' me That tonic's k**in' me That straw is k**in' me (It's bendy) Ain't that drunk punk Take that lime and coconut out my cup 4-5-1 no pain, no game Only walk umbrellas in the rain My misses drink like fishes Patron is my prescription FM and Robyn twisted Konnichiwa you b**hes Konnichiwa you b**hes That sparklers k**in' me That V8s k**in' me That celery's k**in' me (two stocks) That grapefruit's k**in' me Hypnotic's k**in' me That mangoes k**in' me ... that cosmo's k**in' me That celery's k**in' me That seamers k**in' me That celery's k**in' me Don't f*cking tell me what to drink