[Hook - August Alsina]
Take one more shot for the liquor, a little more liquor
And we on that bullsh**
Yeah, one more shot for the liquor, just a little more liquor
Shot after shot, now we got a full clip
Got my Jesus right, yeah my Jesus right
Keep sipping like it's 3 tonight
Got money power respect, the keys in life
You're free tonight, yeah my keys are right here
Take one more shot for the liquor, just a little more liquor
Shot, shot
[Verse 1 - Stalley]
Ohio state, great kicks, hottest n***a on the block
Take another shot, now we on that bullsh**
Need a couple bottles to the VIP
And 6 more shots if we through then we on a full clip
Party over here, party next door
Party on the dance floor, damn little shawty too thick
Took her from a ball player, wasn't playing ball
I ain't really get involved, I ain't give two sh**s
Ladies everywhere, kush in the air, already lit two spliffs
She don't even smoke like that, got her faded back off two hits
And the club full throttle while you [?]
She know what it is, I ain't gotta place a bid
All you gotta let me know is when you're ready to dip
But first…
[Hook - August Alsina]
[Verse 2 - Stalley]
Marijuana still lit, hottest label in the game
Sitting on my chain, I ain't gotta prove it
Ciroc shots, black bottle Belaire
Fresher than the Fresh Prince, hell yeah boy I do this
We just tryna party, I ain't tryna hurt nobody
But my n***a got the hammer on him like a tool kit
And girl I got the keys whenever you wanna leave
Old school in the lot looking like a new whip
First you wanna pic for the ‘Gram, damn
Pa's gon' be on me like I gotta new chick
Twisting in the club going HAM
Shawty's so bad I done took two flicks
Bunch of bad women in the club
Something bout you girl it's just too slick
Take another shot just because
A n***a feeling buzzed, I ain't tryna lose it
[Hook - August Alsina]
[Verse 3 - Rick Ross]
Every n***a on the block tryna cash out
Every b**h in the club got her hand out
Black jeans, I pull them twenty bands out
f** good, then tell me what your man bout
[?]
Twenty bottles so don't tell me what your tab bout
305, so you better have that map out
Introduce you to these n***as that I rap bout
[?] Lebron, he had to tap out
So dope, double M, we the crack house
Max out what I a salary cap bout?
Black power, what a n***a bout to camp out
Pull a strap out, boy you better back down
Look around, all this on me when I sat down
Like a stripper at the door, you're getting text now
At the bar and the bottles all black now
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