End of the Bottle
Why we gotta wait 'til closing
For you to lean a little bit closer
Why we gotta be not sober
End of the bottle
We been drinking all night long
We been singing every song
I just want to take you home
End of the bottle
Whiskey on my breath
Sugar in my eyes
Shawty real old fashioned
About the way she dress
the way she walk
the way she talk
What's your name
Tell me what you drinking
It is what it is
I ain't trippin' 'bout the price
Conversation
Tryna see your angle
Oh, Another round
Now you talking my language
Letting loose like you be on vacation
Been a real long week
I can see it in your face
Drifting off to another place
Drink the whole damn bar
Just to pour up at my place
Why we gotta wait 'til closing
For you to lean a little bit closer
Why we gotta be not sober
End of the bottle
We been drinking all night long
We been singing every song
I just want to take you home
End of the bottle
Liquor cabinet at my crib, baby you can pick the bottle
Looking at my chest like the bank still open
Tearing down the set, but our movie still rolling
River card raise the bet going all-in
You gone have to call me, if u tryna ball, yeah
Court with the lights, keep my shooters 'round at night
I'm inside with a light beer, pouring you some sky
I'm so glad we decided to spend the night with the right ones
For you to lean a little bit closer
Why we gotta be not sober
End of the bottle
We been drinking all night long
We been singing every song
I just want to take you home
End of the bottle
Whiskey on my breath
Sugar in my eyes
Shawty real old fashioned
About the way she dress
the way she walk
the way she talk
What's your name
Tell me what you drinking
It is what it is
I ain't trippin' 'bout the price
Conversation
Tryna see your angle
Oh, Another round
Now you talking my language
Letting loose like you be on vacation
Been a real long week
I can see it in your face
Drifting off to another place
Drink the whole damn bar
Just to pour up at my place
Why we gotta wait 'til closing
For you to lean a little bit closer
Why we gotta be not sober
End of the bottle
We been drinking all night long
We been singing every song
I just want to take you home
End of the bottle
Liquor cabinet at my crib, baby you can pick the bottle
Looking at my chest like the bank still open
Tearing down the set, but our movie still rolling
River card raise the bet going all-in
You gone have to call me, if u tryna ball, yeah
Court with the lights, keep my shooters 'round at night
I'm inside with a light beer, pouring you some sky
I'm so glad we decided to spend the night with the right ones
Credits
Writer(s): Brett Buisson
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