jarren benton - pbr & reefer lyrics
p-p-p-pbr, zip and a double cup (pbr and reefer)
p-p-p-pbr, zip and a double cup (pbr and reefer)
p-p-p-pbr, zip and a double cup (pbr and reefer)
p-p-p-pbr, zip and a double cup (pbr and reefer)
this that loud, this that loud
this that strong, this that strong
this that drink, this that drink
that i sip on, that i sip on
this that loud, this that loud
this that strong, this that strong (pbr and reefer)
this that drink, this that drink
that i sip on, that i sip on (pbr and reefer)
pbr, zip and a double cup, all my b-tches double dutch
we don’t really cuddle much, y’all n-gg-s gay
sweet as reese’s peanut b-tter cup
show out any b-tch, turn up, they like “what the f-ck?!”
back up in this b-tch with a six pack
tell them sucka -ss n-gg-s jarren said get back
chillin’ with yo girlfriend, on sat-rday we kick back
call that ho to call me, though i love them hood rats
sippin’ on… pbr and reefer
b-tch gon’ take a bath cause that’s the only way i eat her
we on it all night
out of weed and brew, that’s the sh-t i don’t like
f-ck with ya boy, b-tch it’s been a long night
my ho got a side ho, we get along tight
24 ounce, i’mma put it on ice
i party with them white boys, my n-gg-s all white
just got back from cali, b-tch it’s been a long flight
need a pbr and weed, finna set it off right
pbr and reefer, leaning in the ‘lac
b-mping southernplayalistic through the speaker
ride through the a, and i’m looking for a skeezer
suck a n-gg- d-ck, shawty do it for the leisure
pound while i’m here, before a n-gg- leave her
blowin’ on that strong that will make you have a seizure
d-mn i had too many pbrs, so i pull off of the road,
d-mn i think i’m bout to throw up on my t-shirt
pop the p-ssy, i’m sweatin’ (woo)
she pop the p-ssy, i’m sweatin’ (woo)
tell them hatin’ n-gg-s don’t f-ck around
cause my crew just strapped with them weapons
party like a redneck, loud pack
worry sack, can’t walk straight, got me spinning like a pyramid
i’m high as the tip of a pyramid
b-tch don’t kill my vibe, (?) shut the f-ck up i ain’t hearing it
flexin’ on these hoes, i’m flexin’ on these hoes
pour one more, burn one more
i’m so trippy off of this dope (trippy)
i f-ck up yo summertime, the summer’s mine, you ain’t know
made a song for all you sc-mbags who love to drink and smoke
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