that dude dax - pass me a bottle lyrics
[intro]
just hit a b+tton morty, give me a beat
ohh man ok, alright, um..
[verse 1]
bad b+tch in may section, i told her what’s up
her man in here and he stressin’
‘cause she’s chillen wit us
i can here this dude b+tchin’
he’s jealous as f+ck
somebody find me some liquor
‘fore i tear this b+tch ass up
[chorus]
pass me a bottle of something
pass me a bottle of jack
pass me a bottle of vodka
i’ll chase the whiskey with that (f+ck)
i’m feeling lit in this b+tch
loosing my vision and sh+t
we really doing this sh+t
so just keep on moving lil’ b+tch
i’m reppin’ texas and jesus christ hang from my necklace
so i stay protected
if you got questions and start feeling reckless
you might get dissected by this smith & wesson, for real
[?] is the game we not playing tetris
i have a suggestion, now go find an exit
never come back with that flexin’
or i’ll put you up on a shirt that you’re whole family’s reppin’
you think you hot as sh+t
you think you sl!ck as sh+t
boy you look liker you like d+ck and sh+t
you look like chicken sh+t
you have no drip and sh+t
take yo car back to the dealership
my squad just told me to finish him
i’m just beginning so once i start going in
my gun [?] ammo unlimited
c+ck that sh+t back and along with the biggest clip
[verse 2]
ayy, i’m ‘bout to pull up and flex
they like “who’s next?”
i told them “me”
i might just beat yo ass out by your whip
now i’m taking yo b+tch, that’s a t.y.b
t.y.b. now she’s with me
she’s vip so please don’t speak
look, you might get hit in a hurry
my sh+t ‘gone bang like q sniper rifle
black partners like stephen curry
but this white boy is like chris [?]
we ain’t talking about 8 mile
but i drop the mic in your f+ckin’ face
this is my party, this is my shorty
so get the f+ck out before it’s too late
[chorus]
pass me a bottle of something
pass me a bottle of jack
pass me a bottle of vodka
i’ll chase the whiskey with that (f+ck)
i’m feeling lit in this b+tch
loosing my vision and sh+t
we really doing this sh+t
so just keep on moving lil’ b+tch
i’m reppin’ texas and jesus christ hang from my necklace
so i stay protected
if you got questions and start feeling reckless
you might get dissected by this smith & wesson, for real
[?] is the game we not playing tetris
i have a suggestion, now go find an exit
never come back with that flexin’
or i’ll put you up on a shirt that you’re whole family’s reppin’
you think you hot as sh+t
you think you sl!ck as sh+t
boy you look liker you like d+ck and sh+t
you look like chicken sh+t
you have no drip and sh+t
take yo car back to the dealership
my squad just told me to finish him
i’m just beginning so once i start going in
my gun [?] ammo unlimited
c+ck that sh+t back and along with the biggest clip
[outro]
boy i feel like i’m an outlaw
gone in my left, i’m a southpaw
track yo ass down like a hound dog
you see my shadow and dip like the groundhog
ayy, ayy
my fist is the bat and your head is the ground ball
i am the best pound+for+pound dog
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