Luyện nghe bài hát Beer Bottle Up

(Laughing)
Yeah,
Comeon Homeboy, it up
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh x2

Afroman, H, Double C
Double OG, Checking in the double

45, No Bubbley
Cops give me trouble, but they still don't me
Hit the lights, my rights
Fly somewhere, anywhere, anywhere, I don't care
Run up in the club, grab me a (Oh)
Waitress keep them 'a coming (burp)
Hah, easy come easy go, fuck what you talking
I don't know, bitch, I'm in my own zone
the music up, and leave me alone
Put hands up if you're with me (ooh)
the bartender, 'a hit me (Buch-ach!)

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Take shots to the head, em up, put em down (uh)
You know tomorrow morning, head's gonna pound (Oh)
But tonight, since you don't care, put your beer in the air

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The hustler, Afroman, That fool Raule
and Matt Payne, Drinking brew
Drinking brew, taking to the brain
Palms in the air, cause it's a Palmdale
Everybody in the crowd, put your in the air (uh)
If you're short, stand up in a chair (uh)
If you quite, fucked up yet, smoke you a newport cigarette
Keep a beer, in hand, take a swig every chance you can
If you feel the urge, go ahead and burp, for a minute
Then take a slurp, slow homie, don't want the bottle
To get all foamy, moving, grooving, jumping
Bottle in the air, it down.

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shots to the head, pick em up, put em down (uh)
You know tomorrow morning, your gonna pound (Oh)
But tonight, since you care, put your beer bottle in the air

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Throw it in the trash, drop it on the
Stagger to the bar, get round
If you got of money, than share
I'm sure another will care
Smoke a sweet, to the beat, if good
Put it on the beat, gotta have alot fun you get too old
Lock the door, to your room, everybody out with the boom
Stereo blasting loud as hell, cellphone calls go to your
a little time out for yourself
Cause Afroman is good for your

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Take to the head, pick em up, put em down (uh)
You know tomorrow morning, your head's gonna (Oh)
But tonight, since you don't care, put beer bottle in the air

(Chorus 2x)