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warrenty - cheap liquor lyrics

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[intro + warrenty]
first track!
three rappers, three bottles!
cheap liquor!

[chorus + warrenty & legitimate]
one shot, two shots
three shots deep
four shots, five shots
of that hennessey
six, six, six shots
now i’m f+ckin’ with her
seven shots deep
of that cheap ass liquor

[verse one + legitimate]
my wish list long as f+ck
but i’ll get everything i want
that goes for p+ssy too
leave a handprint on her b+tt
leave that b+tch alone
hit the stu, i’m in my zone
if my songs ain’t on your phone
then your phone is on sleep mode
(let it breathe hoe)
i heard through the grapevine
f+ckin’ doesn’t take time
i could skip the wait line
i could skip the facetime
pull up on her late night
give her that great pipe
tell her have a great night
got her feelin’ like a sk+nk might
girl, i don’t judge
(no i don’t)
just please, don’t hold a grudge
don’t throw a fit
(really though)
take a swig of this fifth
cheap liquor, b+tch!

[chorus + warrenty & legitimate]
one shot, two shots
three shots deep
four shots, five shots
of that hennessey
six, six, six shots
now i’m f+ckin’ with her
seven shots deep
of that cheap ass liquor

[verse two + tsway]
i drink my liquor straight out the motherf+ckin’ bottle
you know i ain’t famous yet, but i’m still f+ckin’ models
on my block: catch me ridin’ ‘round with them windows down
just let the smoke roll out…
drinkin’ bottles, drivin’ down
newburg road. don’t dap me up
if you’re not my bro, watch your homies
watch your back, everything ain’t what it seems
i stay smokin’ on some indica and some sour d
i’m a dreadhead paper chaser who drinks liquor without no chaser

[chorus + warrenty & legitimate]
one shot, two shots
three shots deep
four shots, five shots
of that hennessey
six, six, six shots
now i’m f+ckin’ with her
seven shots deep
of that cheap ass liquor

[verse three + warrenty]
stole a bottle of the nasty vodka
she say we ain’t got no money, i said “not a problem.”
she’s a gold digger like ivanka
turn her head when i ride by in the zonda
whippin’ to the party in a (?) maserati
and i only do shots with her if she got a body
i can tell you right now all she wants is to get naughty
i might have to hit her up, invite her to the after+party
later she came over and we skipped the foreplay
afterwards i had to cop us a pack of four k’s
roll ’em all up, yeah, we’re havin’ a good time
four blunts deep: we’ll smoke ’em all. girl, i don’t mind
so much ice on me that i’m floatin’ in water
my drinks and diamonds cold but i couldn’t be hotter
(?)
my kids sittin’ in her lap but i ain’t no father
not a father but i’m babysittin’ the rap scene
i’ve always been the man, i ain’t playin’ no green screen
we ain’t rich yet but that’s not what you see
cop the cheap liquor bottles ’cause they all do the same thing

[chorus + warrenty & legitimate]
one shot, two shots
three shots deep
four shots, five shots
of that hennessey
six, six, six shots
now i’m f+ckin’ with her
seven shots deep
of that cheap ass liquor



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