Alcohol music

I got me in the club so gone

It's on

Ace hood

Man I'm lying

Damn that body, damn that waste

Damn that dress, damn that faces

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

All up in the club, all up in the back seat

All up in the crib, all up in the bed like

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

She has been it over

Why she look back at me

I is not never had a [?] Get it up like this

Am I call it probably

More curves than a race crab

And I just wanna ride it

I is not never had [?] Catch my eye like this

Take me leave the club early

Got the body of a dancer

That is in the party

[?] Want to tell, never know exactly [?]

If you're talking money there's a majorly

You make sense not to leave with me

You got me licking

Damn that body, damn that waste

Damn that dress, damn that faces

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

All up in the club, all up in the back seat

All up in the crib, all up in the bed like

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

The way you do it in [?]

Who you wrong but it feel so right

It's so tight I'll be [?] Till the morn

Cellphone on the charger

We're gonna let it ring

I is not never had a chick make me forget

Where I need to be

Such a former, the way I gotta sing it

I know I gotta go but it look like I'm leaving

Girl how you're doing that to the beat

You make me lose my insanity

Boy you move your body amazingly

On, you got me sayin

Damn that body, damn that waste

Damn that dress, damn that faces

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

All up in the club, all up in the back seat

All up in the crib, all up in the bed like

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

[Ace Hood:]

Damn shawty she know she damn wrong

With that dress fitting you I think it's painted on

Whine fine dime hope that you came alone

Even if you beating to that lane nigga gone

Sight narra cube is painted aqua

But is such a movie girl you deserve an oscar

Kicking with the flies niggas dinner time I'm lost

Pussy good swear I might [?] Sending me a sponsor

And I could truly be the liquor talking

Worst fresher like a body then it's office

Yeah and it is not hard to tell em all one

Pitching to me I guarantee I had a home run

From the [?] To the counter to my best friend

Know what's on when I'm lonely let the phone ring down that body

Far beyond the hottie

But my nigga kills is not no cuffing at the party

But I'm

Damn that body, damn that waste

Damn that dress, damn that faces

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

All up in the club, all up in the back seat

All up in the crib, all up in the bed like

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh