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letra de over being sober - nate walka

[chorus: mat musto]
come on, let’s all get lit up
like the stars, let’s get up
bring your girls and medicine
roll one up, and let’s begin
i’m over bein’ sober, over bein’ sober
only gettin’ older, only gettin’ older
i’m over bein’

[verse 1: nate walka]
sober, hitter get it hot, no toaster
roast ya, bright red cups, no coaster
shorty over there got her legs crossed, closed up
shot her the ciroc, now she open like foldеrs
we be in the back gеttin’ poured up
five cups in, make my world spin slower
empty, load up, class in the morning, bruh
yeah, and so what? i ain’t gettin’ wrote up
homie, i’ma roll up, everybody toe up
party gettin’ turnt up, plants gettin’ burnt up
hold up, i must be out my mind
man, i caught a chick that look like that [?]
[chorus: mat musto]
come on, let’s all get lit up
like the stars, let’s get up
bring your girls and medicine
roll one up, and let’s begin
i’m over bein’ sober, over bein’ sober
only gettin’ older, only gettin’ older
i’m over bein’

[verse 2: kyle lucas]
okay, there’s people sayin’ i changed
f-ck has gotten into me?
i was poppin’ pills before i got up in this industry
poppin’ all the models, popstar energy
you should see the shots in the pictures they be sendin’ me
they tell me live it up, appreciate the moment
two shots down, percocet [?]
i’m so far from sober
i ain’t tryna hide bein’ high, come over [?]
lungs like a motor, cut grass, mower
spark it all up, man, my eyes get lower
go and roll up, [?]
this codeine coma got me cold as a minnesota, man
you know what? sh-t, i’m toe up
seal the deal, these chicks are gettin’ sewn up
hours keep passin’, time movin’ slower
take a few shots, baby, give it a shot
[chorus: mat musto]
come on, let’s all get lit up
like the stars, let’s get up
bring your girls and medicine
roll one up, and let’s begin
i’m over bein’ sober, over bein’ sober
only gettin’ older, only gettin’ older
i’m over bein’

[verse 3: machine gun kelly]
sober
somebody call up the chauffeur (brr)
i can’t even stand, i’m on the wall with the poster
mazel tov-in’ all night when ain’t nothin’ ’bout us kosher
chuck t’s, f-ck dress codes and penny loafers
stayin’ sober’s impossible when you f-ck with me
stayin’ on the earth is illogical when you puff with me
and forget clothes, they obstacles when you up with me
f-ck the police, ’cause it no hand-cuffin’ me
all my girls bad, i call ’em detention
by the way they hangin’ from my b-lls, they look like suspension
if the liquor’s in the freezer, i’m in that b-tch like a penguin
so whenever you rage, you gotta mention, kells

- nate walka

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