A Boogie Wit da Hoodie - Take Shots (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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A Boogie Wit da Hoodie - Take Shots (en) Lyrics
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I can get you Fendi, Prada,
Christian, Gucci
Baby, spend some time, I spend
this change like loose leaf
Hot like Grabba, come here, mama
Baby, spin around, let me
see how you move loosely
Hop inside the Lamb', it's
just us in the two-seat
Everything I got on from the
shoes to hat is beasty
Plenty Henny, I'm feelin' woozy
I took too many, tonight is a movie
Look, take shots, take
shots, take shots
Shot after shot (Yeah, woo)
What drink you drink? 'Cause
I'm tryna ease your mind
Sip slow, don't drink fast,
I'm tryna make this last
I can tell you got tension, tension,
tension (Take shots, take shots,
take shots, shot after shot)
Yeah, I need transparency, tell
me what's on your mind
Take shots like backshots, mad
shots, shot after shot, look
Ayy, I can get you drunk,
sloppy, top me
Get her head low like lobby,
beat it up, Rocky
Chain swingin', name ringin'
Shit changed, don't entertain
the same women
Drunk, woozy, ooh, I like your vibe,
let's stop by the jacuzzi
And I like your frame
in La Perla, Gucci
French bitch from Montana, told her
I'ma Shmurda dance in that coochie
Look, fuck all that singing shit,
let's keep it raw and rugged
I wanna see you take shots 'til
your body's all in my covers
And your friends threesomin' and
then talkin' orgies, discussion
And we at the table speakin'
who freaky and doin' what
when we back at the spot
Magnums come out the box and
never go back in the box
She take shots like backshots,
she's backing the shots
My dick hop out the zipper, somethin'
like Jack in the Box
You know I made it turn, shot o' clock,
stop actin' so shy, come on
Baby, we can do a trio,
me, you and your migo
Sippin' Casamigos, yeah, yeah, yeah
I wanna see you deep throat,
girl, that ass is lethal
Bust it then I reload,
yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm tryna see how bad you can
get when you're drunk
Even though you're dangerous,
I love the way you walk
Seems like you're anxious, don't
gotta hide your scars
Imperfectly perfect, not a single
flaw, nah, nah, nah
Now my bag different,
count up mad chicken
From New York, she like my accent,
I make her act different
She on Richard Mille status,
skip the Patek
Cut from a different cloth,
she a different fabric
She think I need sex every day
Hop inside the double
R, just take me away
Your eyes look like the stars
when we fuck in the Wraith
We both got Amiri on our legs
Grab yo' waist and lick yo'
legs to yo' waist, look
Get in the car, don't touch nothin'
(Take shots, take shots)
Sit in the car, let's
discuss somethin'
Either we fuckin', or I—, look
I end up switchin' up the subject
on her—, look (What you
drink 'cause I'm tryna)
I ain't with nothin', you
gon' suck it, or not?
Nah, look, nah, nah, nah, nah
Look, nah, nah, nah, nah
Shot after shot (Yeah)
I can tell you got tension,
tension, tension
Yeah, what drink you drink? 'Cause
I'm tryna ease your mind
Take shots, take shots,
shot after shot
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