Bitch we finna drink all this shit
We finna bust these bottles on the floor in your face
You done saved up your little income tax for this *
We don't give a fuck about all that
We ain't doing all that shit
We going to party
We gone cut the fuck up
And I ain't finna be out there motherfucking
Imma drink half the bottles
Imma pour it
Imma get right
Yeah
Maybe I shouldn't have had that last drink
But Ima feel good in the morning
And maybe I, shouldn't give a damn what they think
Ain't got nowhere to be at in the morning (mmm)
Take another shot with me sip, sip (sip, sip, sip)
And when we done, we gon get some more
Having too much fun, party started at the door
Hoping this vodka don't finish me off
Killing my kidneys trying to get down the hall
Vision went narrow tryna study a broad
Ran right into me ain't wearing no bra
I don't think I can feel my face
But I ain't running, I don't need no chase
Maybe I shouldn't have had that last drink
But ima feel good in the morning
And maybe I shouldn't give a damn what they think
Ain't got nowhere to be at in the morning (mmm)
Four shots in
Finna head back to the cribby
It's bout time to get up out of here (up out of here)
Five shots in
Shawty wanna come with me, tryna whisper
It's too loud in here (too loud in here)
I can't hear nothing (huh)
Bottom of the bottle baby I can't feel nothing (hmm)
I might be faded, but my chick too crazy
You don't even know the chances you taking
I don't think I can feel my face
But I ain't running, I don't need no chase
Maybe I shouldn't have had that last drink
But ima feel good in the morning
And maybe I shouldn't give a damn what they think
Ain't got nowhere to be at in the morning (mmm)
God I ain't gon never drink again tomorrow
Man that * back drinking
Boy you back drinking Thursday boy