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one more time one more time one more time one more time yeah we gonna do it up for the nights in the past we ain't do enough for the unforgettable nights we couldn't take in cause we were too busy guzzling the gin all in till we spew it up My city love me so whenever I'm home I get the messages saying that it is on Told my homies send up over another zone (?) Me and Dubo gettin high Slim pouring the Patron The club like Ciroc boys in the building bitch motherfuck V.I.P I'm tryna see all of the girls in crowd get wild And which one of them is tryna suck D-I-C Somebody go and tell the DJ to play my shit Man I'm so Cleveland yeah thats my shit Bottles all gone take a few more sips All these hoes got money so I'm filthy rich rich yup they rich And they love to spend it all on my clique They know we don't like clothes so they strip Sign my name all across they tits shit now where we at next I dont know but wherever we go don't dress Half naked and my chucks still fresh Half baking but I'm not no chef, yes Let me hit it one more time like Britney Let me get 9 more shots like 50 Bitch I hustle, but I ain't Nipsey Bitch I rage, who gets tipsy Last call for alcohol So all the hos' go and get in my bed And I said Hos' cause I mean more than one I'm a freak so girl go and grab your friend Kells Kells one more time one more time one more time one more time one more time smoke it out pour it up keep the drink up in my cup smoke it our pour it up keep the drink up in my cup smoke it out pour it up keep the drink up in my cup smoke it out pour it up Lace the fuck up And I back on my bull shit Walk in the room can you smell that ugh shit Speed it up and inject a red bull shit 93' michael jordan red bull shit And I'm so MVP Derrick Rose ain't got shit on me And I fuck like a porn star all of the girls know when I play ball but they know I got that beat I am on jets goin' NYC Now I'm in stores like FYE Saw my face on MTV She sucking no hands like an amputee God damnit I'm me Damnit I'm Kells I don't cuff Hos' what I look like jail? I just fuck ho's and I fuck them well And make them pay me call that bail Bottles on me like a newborn Gotta put the crew on Pull up to the party in the all black unconn Presidential shit but I don't got a suit on No strut gotta keep it hot like Tucson And I rage and I rage better than y'all Any day any place bet I go hard Step into the party and the cameras go off Little bit of liquor and I'm in my drawers uh no hell no I am wilder than a mother fucker ain't I I can smoke all your wood dude can't I I be smoking shit that make you do the Macarena I be on the east side I be with the gangsters I be fucking your bitch she is a complainer because she be screaming real long like a singer let me hit it let me hit it one more time one more time one more time one more time one more time smoke it out pour it up keep the drink up in my cup smoke it out pour it up keep the drink up in my cup smoke it out pour it up keep the drink up in my cup smoke it out pour it up Lace the fuck up one more time one more time one more time one more time one more time smoke it out pour it up keep the drink up in my cup smoke it out pour it up keep the drink up in my cup smoke it out pour it up keep the drink up in my cup smoke it out pour it up Lace the fuck up uh uh uh Lace the fuck up uh uh uh Lace the fuck up uh uh uh Lace the fuck up Lace the fuck lace the fuck lace the fuck up |