Where My Drink At? (feat. Tony Yayo) [Radio Edit]

F*** that, where my drink at
Hennessy, ciroc, patron n**** I need that
F*** that, where my drink at
Heineken, corona, and red stripe we need that

F*** that, where my drink at
Hennessy, ciroc, patron n**** I need that
F*** that, where my drink at
Heineken, corona, and red stripe we need that

Somebody call the waitress
Tell her to fill up my cup
And it don't matter what hood you reppin it's cool
Go ahead throw it up
And all my n***** come thru and tell the bitches
Are you f***** or what
Cuz we all tipsy, still drinkin
And we don't give a f***

It's way to late
I'm already hot fam
Other rappers mad cuz they ain't got jams
N**** g******
Get a new hobby
As for ya b****
I'll meet you in the lobby
Nice ass
I like how you movin ya body
I might grab
That's what I do at the parties
On my tab
Patron, Kahlúa, Bacardi
Sorry to the competition that I move right past
Yeah, life fast in my lane
Very few things that last on the brain
Like clothes, jewels, fly b******, and cars
Swagger's on Earth, tryin to get it to Mars
Jupiter, Saturn, Neptune even
Rappers be grateful I left you breathin
I see you schemin
But don't hate me
Cuz the DJ won't play ya record this evening

Somebody call the waitress
Tell her to fill up my cup
And it don't matter what hood you reppin it's cool
Go ahead throw it up
And all my n***** come thru and tell the bitches
Are you f***** or what
Cuz we all tipsy, still drinkin
And we don't give a f***

One for big bottles
Two for thick models
Three for the stripes yeah n**** we lit
I make the club lose it
You know how I do it
It's Vandal and the Unit
We run this s***, yeah

50 Bottles up in Drai's
50 Models up in Drai's
They poppin pills like troll candy
I know these IG trolls really can't stand me
Alexander McQueen the jean jacket
A hunnid in jewels wit the pocket rocket
Branson cognac or that white Henny
Suite full of women
And they all friendly
My sweatsuit Amiri
Smell like Gucci guilty
Since '07 n**** been filthy
I got the blicky with the extendy
You gon' need a whole army just to get wit me

Somebody call the waitress
Tell her to fill up my cup
And it don't matter what hood you reppin it's cool
Go ahead throw it up
And all my n***** come thru and tell the bitches
Are you f***** or what
Cuz we all tipsy, still drinkin
And we don't give a f***

Rose' wit the double cross vodka
New kicks break hataz somethin off proper
S***, I'm the m********** man
B****** get wet when I touch anotha grand
I know the path that I choose isn't sane
But I still understand the rules to the game
Keep the pinky ring on par with the necklace
The larger the investments
The larger the breasts get
Y'all n***** is wack it's hard to impress this
Understand each bar is aggressive
Spar wit the reckless
At your own risk
Squad on the guest list
Hataz all sick
Broads in the Lexus
Make em all fit
All of your dresses
Take em off quick
Y'all know s*** gotta go my way
Got my Branson and SK
Ok b**** let's play

Somebody call the waitress
Tell her to fill up my cup
And it don't matter what hood you reppin it's cool
Go ahead throw it up
And all my n***** come thru and tell the bitches
Are you f***** or what
Cuz we all tipsy, still drinkin
And we don't give a f***

Yeah
Good lookin out Yayo
Ayo where the f***** the bottle girl
I need more Branson in my section please
Don't play wit me b****, we ain't nowhere near last call



Credits
Writer(s): Marvin Bernard, Abraham Gaskin, Reginald Stewart Ii
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