[Verse 1 : K. Rooselvert]

Take another shot, don’t need no chaser, no

Tell her to turn a little louder, by the end of the night

I’m gonna take her down, down, down, down

All these women around now

She thinks she ready for the moment, call it, acting like she want it, falling for the boy

Laugh it off just like any other joke

Let her now that’s what I ain’t trying to do

Just having fun when you try to fall in love

Let’s live it up, I'mma pour another one

[Hook]

Pour a little more, make it last all night

Drink a little more, is once for the life

Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah

[Verse 2 : Oktane]

Alright now Peach Ciroc and that honey Jack

And we'll have that on the rocks

How you doing, that’s Roosevelt, that's Price T and I’m Ok' yeah

Stuck up girls with they up and they filling up they glass

And my ghetto girls that name all they kids cars they never had

I'mma IE player, coach, I got him

Twin towers, I'm bin Laden

Cause I'mma knock that down if she got good top and a big bottom

Popping Rosé call that K rose

After they club they be calling K Rose

Asking any groupie or woadies, they know

Bet you can’t do it like me, fable

You be getting played, nigga, I be getting paid, nigga

I don’t ever sit down cause I be getting laid nigga

If you got money I can show a little more

She giving brain but she don’t know a nigga, though

I'mma put it on it her like lower in the flow

Don’t stop me so go nigga, go

So I take the bottle, go full throttle

And I

[Hook]

[Verse 3 : Price]

Where my independent ladies who be riding class on Monday?

Freaking on the weekend then go praise the Lord on Sunday

Oh that's you, well what that do? Catch me on the 2 like an at sign

Paper come to me like it's fax time, cause everyday for me tax time

You niggers talking like they getting money, but they never seen it like I seen it, boy

Ray Charles to the dough

I go hard for the toast when you getting shots I get hard to the most

Topless car what I came up in, section is what your game appear

Throwing bottles of whiskey, drinking Antawn Jamison

Smoking high, going up, got you freak up in my truck

Thank your daddy for the night, thank your mama for that butt

I’m reppin' before with my family, she said Nelly, I go hammer

In the club feet on these couches, there’s no price, ain’t got no manners whats up?

[Hook]