| Hyphy Crunk, spin that shit.
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| yeah
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| MILLIONAIRES.
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| that’s right.
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| friday night it’s time to party
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| drop it down and get real naughty
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| girls talk shit, we don’t care
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| we’ll take off our underwear!
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| drinking cocktails,
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| beers with lime
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| all these guys yell «she's a dime!»
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| i just wink and blow a kiss
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| while all these girls just bitch and diss
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| come get fucked up!
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| give me my alcohol
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| let’s get fucked up!
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| this bitch is trying to take a shot
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| she can’t down one, what else she got?
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| jaeger, vodka, even whiskey
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| down that shit, don’t be a…
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| pussy
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| who needs pepsi, juice, or sprite?
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| if you do you’re weak (thats right)
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| i down my shots and gulp my beers
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| til’every drop disappears
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| (bridge)
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| everytime i’m at the bar, you wanna pay
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| go ahead, buy me a drink… you won’t get laid.
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| everytime i’m at the bar, you wanna pay
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| go ahead, buy me a drink… you won’t get laid.
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| everytime i’m at the bar, you wanna pay
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| go ahead, buy me a drink… you won’t get laid.
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| all these boys are drinking ale
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| and we bust out White Zinfandel!
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| yeah we’re getting pretty trashed
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| but these boys ain’t gettin any ass
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| drink every drink that could be tasted
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| look at us, we’re fuckin wasted
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| we stumble, mumble, no one cares
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| just cause we’re the MILLIONAIRES! |