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letra de fountain of youth - sayso

[intro]
let’s drink bro
let’s have a beer
some summer shandys
in the backyard…
how many cups have you had?
do you laugh in a rage?
are you holding it down?
or are you drinking your weight?

[verse 1]
starin’ at the board waiting for it to peak gradually
award you of some magic lay it down the sheet satin
probably never been comfortable in the chiefs tavern
the speakeasy never lackin’ it has more options
even equipped with the grape swish took a puff to the noggin
these delayed sentences on top of peace offerings
when n0body’s arguing, he’s just garnishing
mowing the lawn of all the mothaf-cking ornaments
holidays are over, but everyday he celebrate
bow to buddha not jehovah,reverse the condom and impregnate
these full gl-sses always saw a better day
kept the alcohol chilled
ice explosives, flavored grenade
the freezer broke the seal and watered down the lemonade
my rooms a personal pub a perfect service and aide
the perv-ish actions in age, from your reaction i gauge

[hook]
how many cups have you had?
do you laugh in a rage?
are you holding it down?
or are you drinking your weight?
you not kendrick lamar
we ain’t swimming in pools
we soakin’ in tubs alcoholic bubblin’ youth
how many cups have you had?
do you laugh in a rage?
are you holding it down?
or are you drinking your weight?
you not kendrick lamar
we ain’t swimming in pools
we soakin’ in tubs alcoholic bubblin’ youth

[verse 2]
its the fountain of life to many cups and its quits
o.d on coffee and donuts sleep but the cigarette lit
its the life of the lounger
relaxin’ summer of shandy
enables another kind of you
that be dancin’ on tables in panties
life of the party distorted pictures are common
platonic love ain’t a college
can’t learn it all without browsing
uploading all with the juice
it stems from my steno on top of a murdered allowance
its always some sh-t
never as smooth as a sip
its a styrofoam cup
and it turns to a gulp
and the chrome to a ghost
its a stab in the gut, f-ck a stab in the back
now the alcohol phasing, face it reality won’t
the beer is so basic even the calories gone
sobriety taken with a mallet and drum
broke but not old enough to even purchase them ounces
the perk of the loudest is the hurt of the proudest

[outro]
how many cups have you had?
do you laugh in a rage?
are you holding it down?
are you drinking your weight?

- sayso

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