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Stacy Barthe - Bottle Service Ft. Reason & Stacy Barthe - Sped Up lyrics

Artist: Stacy Barthe

album: Bottle Service Ft. Reason & Stacy Barthe (Sped Up)


Casa for my Migos,
Tequila
Inside us, provide a friendship,
For my ego,
Feeling the power,
I am a Don of the Julio,
When I start drowning,
All I need to find is Tito,
We know the bottle
Like the back of our, hand,
Fallin' victim to patterns, I resembled my daddy he loved his (bottle)
More than he loved himself
More than he loved his kids
More than he loved his health
More than he loved his *,
Use to call her a *
I need to call back my *
But when I answer I'm lit off the bottle...
Losing control,
Take a shot, if you love me,
Look at my heart it's a hole,
This all that I know
Don't think about it
Just drink about it,
Pouring out like a faucet
Watch me sink up out it,
Paper, *, Patron,
My favorite cologne,
When everything was wrong
You gave me a home,
A fractured one was my residence,
And ever since,
I met you, I guess you, was something
I called heaven sent uh,
But for hell I'm bent,
I'm devil's advocate,
Fun being a sinner,
Shots straight to the liver,
Suicidal attempt,
I can't say Imma killer
I just say that I'm living,
Do this * for the feeling,
Hol up,
This my escape,
Who can I run to
But you,
They say it's hate but I love you
Me and my bottle
Drank Up, and I
Pour Up,
Til I can't no more
I can't sustain no more,
I feel the rain, oh no,
But * it * it, Imma
Drank Up, and I
Pour up,
Til I can't
Ah, go ahead and drink your pain away
I'm your genie
When you need me
You just need to rub the (bottle)
Once I got you
You can't leave me,
In charge of every move,
You can say it wasn't you
It's the bottle,
Yeah, they know that
You ain't in control
Shots, Shots, Shots
Til it's time to reload,
Shots, Shots, Shots
So
Buy a 5th of me
The proof is written on me
Like to beat you pounding knowing you can't live without me
Catch me in rich neighborhoods
And catch me in the public housing
Weighed bout 40 ounces in the ghetto *
Let me settle in ya
I bring out God and put the devil in ya
I'm the reason life is slippin baby girl I want better for ya
I'm why you done cheated on your girl and you can't level with her
Had a kid on the side
She was always down to ride
Now she drinking while she drives
Crying while she downs the whole bottle
I come in every single color
I make fathers leave their families
I relax the single mothers
I get turnt up with my sisters
I get poured out for my brothers
I get bottles
I get mixed in bring up tensions
You can put me with sativa
I'm gon quickly get you lifted
I'm like
The only one there for you
I care for you
Make you feel better relax the hair for you
Know that hair up on your chest
Same place your heart speed up when depressed
Got me vexed cuz you done up and went to meetings to neglect
All the traumas I deflect
So I find my way up in your whip
Hold up while you flex
Take another shot of me
I'll make you slowly close your eyes while you drift off to the left
You a drift and flip the whip
That's what you get for tryna flex like I ain't him *
Yeah you survived but I'm gon' visit you again *
* Imma
Drank Up, and I
Pour Up,
Til I can't no more
I can't sustain no more,
I feel the rain, oh no,
But * it * it, Imma
Drank Up, and I
Pour up,
Til I can't
Ah, go ahead and drink your pain away

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