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featuring Audio Push, Problem and Juicy J (Hook) I’m fuck as drunk, no, I’m drunk as fuck I know my limit, and I ain’t had enough. Hey you with that ass, shake that shit. Tonight is what you make of it, so motherfucker T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U. Motherfucker T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U. (Verse) Pop it, wobble, shake it, pop it, wobble, shake it just for me, Gold around my neck and I ball, girl, I’m Mr. T. You give that girl a couple shots, And I guarantee she gon’ shake for free. She says she don’t dance with the lights on Eat the rice on, guess what, girl? It’s that V. Now let me stop playin’ with ya, girl, imma cut to the chase Imma leave your back broke when I stroke You gon’ need you a brace. Right now my mouth look like a pot of gold A couble diamonds in it and Ace And any nigga in here broke is a life wasted, disgrace. I covered my face and said… (Hook) Letras de cancionesI’m fuck as drunk, no, I’m drunk as fuck I know my limit, and I ain’t had enough. Hey you with that ass, shake that shit. Tonight is what you make of it, so motherfucker T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U. Motherfucker T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U. (Verse) They say that pussy interfere with loot, Still in the club, pocket full of miracles Other niggas throw ones, let me show what Benjamin could do Franklins on top of Franklins, I could probably build a school With this amount. I got six accounts Gettin’ so fucked up everything I say is mispronounced. Swimmin’ pools full of liquor and I’m floatin’ through the current Tryna pour a couple more, goddamn, but I am slurrin’ – fuck it. (Hook) I’m fuck as drunk, no, I’m drunk as fuck I know my limit, and I ain’t had enough. Hey you with that ass, shake that shit. Tonight is what you make of it, so motherfucker T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U. Motherfucker T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U. (Verse) I step in the club, my sack right Smoke in the club, my pack right So many Ms I hustle good Juicy be keepin’ that trap right. Got a bad bitch, that ass tight, Smokin’ on Kick and my eyes tight. And I don’t do no talkin’, man ‘Cause I’ve bands that make her act right. It’s the Trippy K, Juicy J Stoned all day, don’t need a break Ain’t talkin’ money, get out of my face Ain’t talkin’ trippy, get out of my way. Feds watchin’, I know this, All this money, I’m thrown’ All the strippers they goin’ I got a stack and they know it. That’s cause I love to show it, Cocaine money Guess that’s why I blow it They watch me like a movie, Just like fam’, I’m Nolan Franklins I be holding’ My bank account growin’ And pistols we be totin’. (Hook) I’m fuck as drunk, no, I’m drunk as fuck I know my limit, and I ain’t had enough. Hey you with that ass, shake that shit. Tonight is what you make of it, so motherfucker T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U. Motherfucker T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U. T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U. T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U. T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U. From Letras Mania