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letra de crimson cups - marcus banks

[intro]
ten thousand years ago, man civilized
since the birth of the bible, it has been a sin to lie
oblivious to its lack of creativity
man chose war over peace
and has allowed vital souls to p-ss on
with the new way of life as we know it now
the quietest people watch as it falls apart
the mute folks gather to spread the flame across the new world
that was once burning

the ignition

[hook]
crimson cups
f-ck me up
pour an other
drink it up
take one down
lift me up
won’t see the sun
crimson cups

[verse 1]
got ciroc
all lined up
just cashed a cheque
i spent it up
making money
got bread so what
it’s bank$ season
so tear it up i
found a b-tch
her name is vodka
she ain’t too cute but
she reppin’ prada
and she make me thirsty
but i do not bother
sometimes i wonder why i even went and bought her, oh
and she tells me that she got some secrets
i’m running round wondering if i could keep it
give it away
to take it all
but one more shot
before i call
and i want you to know that it’s okay
if i drink too much, i might not make today
tryna be the hottest on the block
but it’s hard when, all your fans are colder than these shots, oh

[hook (x2)]
crimson cups
f-ck me up
pour an other
gon’ drink it up
take one down
lift me up
won’t see the sun
got these crimson cups

[verse 2]
oh my god
i think it’s time i go
i checked my watch
i got one more to go
wanna rep the show, but
they don’t like the boat
wanna go to cali
but f-ck man i don’t know
so many hoes
wanna dial me up
everybody’s tryna know what’s up
i ain’t got no time for them ladies
cause i lead the f-cking crowd
i said jesus f-cking creepers
but these, old b-tches, oh lord
i think it’s time i
walk out the f-cking door
don’t leave them keys out
i don’t wanna come back
i’ve let it go now
time to get f-cked up
i’m letting go now
call me what you want, but don’t call me cool now
call me marcus bank$, if you wanna fool ’round
hit my dial-up if you think you new now
wanna be with us but we say f-ck you man

[hook (x2)]
crimson cups
f-ck me up
pour an other
gon’ drink it up
take one down
lift me up
won’t see the sun
got these crimson cups

[outro]
crimson cups, i don’t want them crimson cups
nah, too many crimson cups
taking pictures with you but, i give enough
take one more for me, i tell you to live it up
(fade out)

- marcus banks

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