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letra de one more cup - radio edit - mackinitup

[intro]
now listen
this is just a fun song
don’t aspire to this
don’t accomplish this
if you can’t handle your sh–, that’s not my fault
if you’re not legally able to drink, then don’t
just don’t be a dumba–
that’s all i’m asking
thanks

[verse 1]
(look)
i’m not here to get tipsy (you thought)
buddy’s throwin’ booty like frisbee (throw it here)
stealin’ all these looks, call me trixie (i’m so popular)
got your chick rockin’ hips like gypsy (swing, swing)
shirts off from the smirnoff
don’t tap out, that’s a turn-off (ew)
but thanks, cuz there’s more for the rest
take another cold sip
now you feel refreshed
i’ve been ready for the shots, bro
why you sippin’ slow?
lightweights down on the ground like potholes
it’s about time, let’s get knocked on our a–еs
fetch those 1.5 oz glasses (shots, shots, shots!)
fill a shot right now
clink it, tap, raisе up, pour down
let’s do another, how ’bout minute three?
now dance it off (shake)
get wild (go crazy!)
[chorus 1]
dancing by myself in this packed house
couldn’t give a d-mn if you don’t dig these moves
drop the conversation, i’m just here to let loose
i ain’t looking for a man, for tonight, you’ll do (doo doo doo)
i don’t need a dance floor
i don’t need a club
i round up my mates, some games, red cups
and we k!ll this sh–
d-mn right we do
drinking way too much like we’re back in high school

dancing by myself in this packed house
couldn’t give a d-mn if you don’t dig these moves
drop the conversation, i’m just here to let loose
i ain’t looking for a man, for tonight, you’ll do
i don’t need a dance floor
i don’t need a club
i round up my mates, some games, red cups
and we k!ll this sh–
d-mn right we do
drinking way too much like we’re back in high school

[verse 2]
“parriba… pabajo…”
whatever the f—
i just pour it in my cup and tip it up (throw it back)
where that pool table at?
how bout a re-rack?
i’ll match for every time you sink a ball in the hole (go)
svedka sound like sm-gm- (gross!)
hands in the air for a toast (throw em up)
yo, bless up these bomba– people
we’re the best, b—- your crew’s not equal
feeling bubbly from the fizz
we don’t know what sleep is
when the sun’s up, we dip
like the cullens in this b—-
lips red from the cran
throats warm from the rum
getting giddy off the wine
steakburger for the dine
feeling salty? fetch a lime
all these men be looking fine
make a pass, i don’t mind
knees bent when i grind
let’s meet up another time
i can’t leave my crew behind
trynna show you what you’ll miss
sh–, i think my friends dipped?!
[chorus 2]
dancing on some dude in this packed house
couldn’t give a d-mn if y’all think it’s uncouth
the way i bump and grind, you would think that i’m loose
but i’m feeling h-lla fine, liquid courage off this booze
i don’t need a dance floor, i don’t need a club
when i shake it like a cyclone, he be keeping up
getting l-sty in this b—-, he loves what i do
and we bout to get sprung, putting a show on in this room

dancing on some dude in this packed house
couldn’t give a d-mn if y’all think it’s uncouth
the way i bump and grind, you would think that i’m loose
but i’m feeling h-lla fine, liquid courage off this booze
i don’t need a dance floor, i don’t need a club
when i shake it like a cyclone, he be keeping up
getting l-sty in this b—-, he loves what i do
and we bout to get sprung, putting a show on in this room

[verse 3]
haha, just kidding
i don’t need a stickin’
i meet up with my friends
now we’re back to straight sippin’
drowning in the water
gotta pace it with the liquor
and we’re rocking scarlet eyes when the camera lights fl!cker (cl!ck)
save it, but don’t post it
don’t want fam to see toasted
when we’re finished we can slumber at whoever’s place is closest
party on a budget
once we’re lit, you can’t unplug it
we’re mixing margaritas while we sing to jimmy buffett
feel like we’re on an island when the party starts unwinding
we can fit another round
fill it up and choke it down
hot like lightning struck the ground
makeup running like we’re clowns
we’ll keep amping up the sound ’til the neighbors shut us down
then we take a look around
d-mn, this house is such a mess
got too litty off the liqqy
now the host’s a sobbin’ wreck
we can’t cause an upset
all you b—-es is pests
plus we wanna be invited to whatever they plan next
[chorus 3]
dancing on some tables in this trashed house
crowd is mostly gone
no one new is coming through
our stash is getting bigger cuz you left all your booze
handled my sh– well
i’ll give props where they’re due (doo doo doo)
i can’t see the d-mn floor
trynna clean this up
but i’m barely effective
guess this b—- is feeling slumped
there’s a couple in the bed and i don’t wanna interrupt
but the host is getting antsy
told their a–es hurry up

dancing on some tables in this trashed house
crowd is mostly gone
no one new is coming through
our stash is getting bigger cuz you left all your booze
handled my sh– well
i’ll give props where they’re due
i can’t see the d-mn floor
trynna clean this up
but i’m barely effective
guess this b—- is feeling slumped
there’s a couple in the bed and i don’t wanna interrupt
but the host is getting antsy
told their a–es hurry up (get out of here)

[outro]
it ain’t my fault if you’re too lit
only drink if it’s legal
i’ll include this little bit so it could be less lethal
it’s up to you to be responsible
you don’t have to swallow
why you drinking out the nozzle
pulling straight out the bottle?

someone’s passed out
so let’s prop ’em on their side
if they’re lying on their back, they could vomit, choke, and die
we’re calling for a ride cuz n0body’s gonna drive
responsibly messed up cuz we don’t want our stomachs pumped
(don’t sue me)

- mackinitup

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