Broken Bottles
I got broken bottles
Lotta commas
And I'm down to come up
Waiting for the models
Don't know where to follow
But I go in
Yea I hit the throttle
Said my heart was hollow
And I don't want it going like it's going always
And I don't wanna feel it like I'm feeling all day
I don't want it back and I said I'm okay
I'm okay
I'm okay yeah
Last call
Last call
I don't know if imma make it
But she all up in my ear
Telling me it's all yours
And I know she got a man
But I treat her like it's Californication
And she's down to take a shot for me
That's how I know she's for the taking
Woah
Bet tonight is a hell of a blur
Got a baddie right next to me though
And I prolly won't remember a word
All my niggas came out here tonight
Whenever we lit
You know it's a party
If I'm faded off too much of the Henny
Shit I might fall in love with somebody
We going up outta there outta there woah
Looking at her like I know I'm the man
She reaching over there like she know's what she want
Baby girl that was part of the plan
Now she saying she the one for me
Oh no I won't fall for it
If her friends wanna come too
Then a nigga might be all for it
I got broken bottles
Lotta commas
And I'm down to come up
Waiting for the models
Don't know where to follow
But I go in
Yea I hit the throttle
Said my heart was hollow
And I don't want it going like it's going always
And I don't wanna feel it like I'm feeling all day
I don't want it back and I said I'm okay
I'm okay
I'm okay yeah
Yeah
How could we be so stupid
I don't wanna know whatchu thinking
You got me bored and useless
Baby call the shots cause I'm drinking
Now we just breaking the bottles
Cause we can't handle the love
Now I'm just breaking my body
Over the problems above
Pour a shot
Hit the block
Now I'm fucked up
Shout your name
What a shame
That I lost ya
Now I'm down
By your house
Looking like a mess
Baby you know I got broken bottles to confess
Baby you know I don't wanna see just you undress
Baby I'm just waiting out your door to say again
I got broken bottles
Lotta commas
And I'm down to come up
Waiting for the models
Don't know where to follow
But I go in
Yea I hit the throttle
Said my heart was hollow
And I don't want it going like it's going always
And I don't wanna feel it like I'm feeling all day
I don't want it back and I said I'm okay
I'm okay
I'm okay yeah
Lotta commas
And I'm down to come up
Waiting for the models
Don't know where to follow
But I go in
Yea I hit the throttle
Said my heart was hollow
And I don't want it going like it's going always
And I don't wanna feel it like I'm feeling all day
I don't want it back and I said I'm okay
I'm okay
I'm okay yeah
Last call
Last call
I don't know if imma make it
But she all up in my ear
Telling me it's all yours
And I know she got a man
But I treat her like it's Californication
And she's down to take a shot for me
That's how I know she's for the taking
Woah
Bet tonight is a hell of a blur
Got a baddie right next to me though
And I prolly won't remember a word
All my niggas came out here tonight
Whenever we lit
You know it's a party
If I'm faded off too much of the Henny
Shit I might fall in love with somebody
We going up outta there outta there woah
Looking at her like I know I'm the man
She reaching over there like she know's what she want
Baby girl that was part of the plan
Now she saying she the one for me
Oh no I won't fall for it
If her friends wanna come too
Then a nigga might be all for it
I got broken bottles
Lotta commas
And I'm down to come up
Waiting for the models
Don't know where to follow
But I go in
Yea I hit the throttle
Said my heart was hollow
And I don't want it going like it's going always
And I don't wanna feel it like I'm feeling all day
I don't want it back and I said I'm okay
I'm okay
I'm okay yeah
Yeah
How could we be so stupid
I don't wanna know whatchu thinking
You got me bored and useless
Baby call the shots cause I'm drinking
Now we just breaking the bottles
Cause we can't handle the love
Now I'm just breaking my body
Over the problems above
Pour a shot
Hit the block
Now I'm fucked up
Shout your name
What a shame
That I lost ya
Now I'm down
By your house
Looking like a mess
Baby you know I got broken bottles to confess
Baby you know I don't wanna see just you undress
Baby I'm just waiting out your door to say again
I got broken bottles
Lotta commas
And I'm down to come up
Waiting for the models
Don't know where to follow
But I go in
Yea I hit the throttle
Said my heart was hollow
And I don't want it going like it's going always
And I don't wanna feel it like I'm feeling all day
I don't want it back and I said I'm okay
I'm okay
I'm okay yeah
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Writer(s): Austin Dickerson
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