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letra de z-flo - drank - z-flo

chorus:

drank in my cup, drank, drank in my cup (pour it)
drank in my cup, drank, drank in my cup (sip)
(x4)

verse 1 (z-flo):

yo, z-flo, sholl iz!

bruh
i got that drink in my cup
got that barbie doll purple
i mean, pink in my cup
i was sippin’ on that yellow
look like pee in my cup
whoa — got a bl–dy mary
kotex fits in my cup
ewl….. yo
ya girl callin me up, like “pick me up, don’t forget”
but i feel like a troll, so i’m like, “yo, let me call you back– my phone’s at one percent”
click….. and she calls back while i’m on a chick, and my phone’s steady going off while i’m in
so i picked up the phone like, “we’re sorry, please check the number and dial again…. b-tch.”

and i’m not knocking b-tches, but i hate c-ck blocking b-tches
unless they a carpenter and stack blocks and sh-t, and wanna help me build a london bridge, heh, and in case you were wondering, if the chick is an honest b-tch, and she wanna get bunsen lit, then we gonna have fun and sh-t, and we gonna be drunk as sh-t, turnt!

bridge (slim cognito):
we walk in the club and it just got lit (cool)
n-ggas falling down can’t take they liquor (fool)
she up for anything
cause she don had way too many sips, way too many sips of this drank

chorus:

drank in my cup, drank, drank in my cup (pour it)
drank in my cup, drank, drank in my cup (sip)
(x4)

verse 2 (lil randy):

drank, drank in my cup…. lil randy… uh-huh!

i got drank in my cup, oceans splashing over rocks
all these diamonds in my watch, i cannot read my clock
sipping like a fish and i’m smokin’ like a truck
standing at the bar with a pocket full of bucks
with a bad lil b-tch that’s thicker than a b-tch
and i’m feelin’ myself, girl you know i’m with the sh-t

i’m in the club like i live here, i should bring my bed in here
you can leave your thoughts outside but you can bring that head in here (hah!)
b-tches on my phone like i’m hiring for a job
what position do you want? when you wanna start your job?

strippers up and down the pole doing all kinda tricks
chris angel with the p-ssy, i can do a lot of tricks
i got green in my blunt, i got purple in my cup
codeine promethazene always got a n-gga up (whoo!)

bridge

chorus:

drank in my cup, drank, drank in my cup (pour it)
drank in my cup, drank, drank in my cup (sip)
(x4)

verse 3 (slim cognito):

can i holla atcha girl? tell me what it do
we headed to the club so we can act a f-ckin’ fool
her friends say that they wanna find a place to get loose
yo girls and you follow the crew so we can make a move

we walk in the club and it just got lit
n-ggas falling down can’t take they liquor
—— and girl you know we party like it’s just something to do
spark it up, pour up a cup, girl and hit the blunt too

- z flo

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