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One, here come the two to the three to the four
Everybody wrecked out on the dance floor
Smelling like sex trying to flex for the score
Go ahead and bring the bottle, you ain't even gotta pour
Neon lights is bright enough to make the eyes sore
DJ got them hype enough, they're crying for more
Crowd is turnt, they loud as f**k the bass is like a roar
This finna be the night, they can feel it in thеy core
Here comе the three to the two to the one
When the speakers clip sh*t sound like a gun
If the pu**y don't pop then it wasn't any fun
And if you ain't come with squat then you probably better run
She in the mosh pit going crazy with the sc*m
He in the stall sick, vision hazy from the rum
If you make it out alive bet your ears finna hum
For a day and a half, now relax, have fun

Everybody in this b*t*h gettin' tipsy
(Everybody in this b*t*h gettin' tipsy)
Everybody in this b*t*h gettin' tipsy
(Everybody in this b*t*h gettin' tipsy)
Everybody in this b*t*h gettin' tipsy
(Everybody in this b*t*h gettin' tipsy)
Everybody in this b*t*h gettin' tipsy
(Everybody in this b*t*h gettin' tipsy)

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