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Ludacris

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    When the liquor get up in me
    When the liquor get up in me
    When the liquor get up in me
    When the liquor get up in me

    I'm a motherfuckin' beast (when the liquor get up in me)
    Tell these niggas clear the streets (when the liquor get up in me)
    I'll be all up in my zone (when the liquor get up in me)
    I ain't never going home (when the liquor get up in me)

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    Ahh shit
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    Ahh shit

    Ima drink until I'm drunk (drunk), smoke until I'm high (high)
    Hustle till I ball (ball), get money till I die (die)
    These haters want my paper and the snakes is out to get me
    So when I leave this bitch I'm taking everything with me
    With my wrist glowing and my fist throwing
    And my lamborghini aventador sneak it on the block

    Been going and I been flowing I gotta say that ludacris, a nigga never gonna stop
    Hanging with women that's loving them drugs
    Neighborhood call me the plug of the plug
    Poppin' a pill and then jump in the tub
    We buy out the bar, we buy out the club
    Got a black, amx, I left home, no visa
    Talk money, and my money, talk back, like caesar
    Mix soda, with the syrup, we be leaning like the tower of pisa
    And if y'all don't fuck with us, then we don't fuck with y'all either

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    I'm a motherfuckin' beast (when the liquor get up in me)
    Tell these niggas clear the streets (when the liquor get up in me)
    I'll be all up in my zone (when the liquor get up in me)
    I ain't never going home (when the liquor get up in me)

    Get lit (get lit)
    Get lit (get lit)
    Ahh shit
    Get lit (get lit)
    Get lit (get lit)
    Get lit (get lit)
    Ahh shit

    I'm talking 1 shot, 2 shots, 3 shots, 4
    How many shots to hit the motherfucking floor
    You sipping man, quit tripping man, stop acting like a ho
    Waitress said another round? I said you already know

    You see I started from nothing and made it up outta the hood
    Dollar and a dream and I made what I could
    Fifty to a hundred, then a hundred to a grand
    Then a grand to a milli, nigga really what's good
    Its wood in the whip the wood like a wood shop
    Neighbor's all think that I cook rocks
    No peace in the streets
    Really got me thinking ain't no such thing as a good cop
    My neck froze and my ice steel
    Flows, rappers just bite still
    Platinum plaques, three grammy's
    I'd said I made it like mike will
    With coupes all on that freeway
    Pockets on gabby sidibe
    Got cake and women blowing like everyday is my b-day

    We be getting mighty bold (when the liquor get up in her)
    She be sliding down that pole (when the liquor get up in her)
    She be shaking it for daddy (when the liquor get up in her)
    Getting freaky in the caddy (when the liquor get up in her)

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    Ahh shit
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    She dragging a mink coat got peter pissed its a pity
    A titans like tennessee but she chiefing like kansas city
    She love it when she get tipsy and strip to the core essentials
    With her legs sprawled out like the air jordan's symbols
    She be twenty thousand feet in my apartment in the sky
    Y'all hoes just drink and drive, my woman just drink and fly
    She a lady in the street ain't nothing fake about her booty
    She call me for special ops, I told her that's my call of duty

    We be getting mighty bold (when the liquor get up in her)
    She be sliding down that pole (when the liquor get up in her)
    She be shaking it for daddy (when the liquor get up in her)
    Getting freaky in the caddy (when the liquor get up in her)

    Get lit (get lit)
    Get lit (get lit)
    Get lit (get lit)
    Ahh shit
    Get lit (get lit)
    Get lit (get lit)
    Get lit (get lit)
    Ahh shit

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    Composición: Ludacris, Ronnie Jackson, Marcos Enrique Palacios y Ernest Clark Jr

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