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Another friday night with the contraband Waiting for my plane to land Have a sip of this jack and mixer Watch the lakers beat the sixers I´m tired of hitting on you It´s about time to be getting on you All messed up and I don´t care So c´mon take off you´re underware Give me one more hit c´mon Just one more hit c´mon I got enough to spilt it Do you wanna hi it We´re never gonna quit it Do you wanna hit it I can´t stand up but that´s ok So let´s crawl to the back of my chevrolet But check your door make sure you lock it Cause you got something for me in you´re pocket I think you´ll like what I can do I saved the last shot just for you Chug some more from my flask So c´mon it´s not too mutch to ask Do you wanna hit it |