| 作曲 : Foreman | |
| (Laughing) | |
| Yeah,Comeon | |
| Homeboy, Turn it up | |
| Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh | |
| Buch-ach x2 | |
| Afroman, Double | |
| H, Double | |
| CDouble OG, | |
| Checking in the double tree | |
| Colt 45, No | |
| BubbleyCops give me trouble, but they still don't trouble me | |
| Hit the lights, read my rights | |
| Fly somewhere, anywhere, anywhere, | |
| I really don't care | |
| Run up in the club, grab me a woman (Oh) | |
| Waitress keep them drinks 'a coming (burp) | |
| Hah, easy come easy go, **** what you talking bout? | |
| I don't know, | |
| Shutup bitch, | |
| I'm in my own zone | |
| Turn the music up, and leave me alone | |
| Put your hands up if you're with me (ooh) | |
| Tell the bartender, 'a hit me (Buch-ach!)(Chorus 2x) | |
| Take shots to the head, pick em up, put em down (uh) | |
| You know tomorrow morning, your head's gonna pound (Oh) | |
| But tonight, since you don't care, put your beer bottle in the air(Chorus 2x) | |
| The hungry hustler, | |
| Afroman, That fool | |
| RauleFatso and | |
| Matt Payne, | |
| Drinking brew | |
| Drinking brew, taking blunts to the brain | |
| Palms in the air, cause it's a | |
| Palmdale thang | |
| Everybody in the crowd, put your beer in the air (uh) | |
| If you're real short, stand up in a chair (uh) | |
| If you ain't quite, ****ed up yet, smoke you a newport cigarette | |
| Keep a beer, in your hand, take a swig every chance you can | |
| If you feel the urge, go ahead and burp, chill for a minute | |
| Then take a slurp, | |
| Drink slow homie, don't want the bottle | |
| To get all foamy, moving, grooving, jumping around | |
| Bottle in the air, chugging it down.(Chorus 2x) | |
| Take shots to the head, pick em up, put em down (uh) | |
| You know tomorrow morning, your head's gonna pound (Oh) | |
| But tonight, since you don't care, put your beer bottle in the air(Chorus 2x) | |
| Throw it in the trash, drop it on the ground | |
| Stagger to the bar, get another round | |
| If you got alot of money, than share | |
| I'm sure another alcoholic will care | |
| Smoke a sweet, to the beat, if it's good | |
| Put it on the beat, gotta have alot fun before you get too old | |
| Lock the door, to your room, drown everybody out with the boom | |
| Stereo blasting loud as hell, cellphone calls go to your voicemail | |
| Take a little time out for yourself | |
| Cause Afroman is good for your health(Chorus 2x) | |
| Take shots to the head, pick em up, put em down (uh) | |
| You know tomorrow morning, your head's gonna pound (Oh) | |
| But tonight, since you don't care, put your beer bottle in the air(Chorus 2x) |
| zuo qu : Foreman | |
| Laughing | |
| Yeah, Comeon | |
| Homeboy, Turn it up | |
| Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh | |
| Buchach x2 | |
| Afroman, Double | |
| H, Double | |
| CDouble OG, | |
| Checking in the double tree | |
| Colt 45, No | |
| BubbleyCops give me trouble, but they still don' t trouble me | |
| Hit the lights, read my rights | |
| Fly somewhere, anywhere, anywhere, | |
| I really don' t care | |
| Run up in the club, grab me a woman Oh | |
| Waitress keep them drinks ' a coming burp | |
| Hah, easy come easy go, what you talking bout? | |
| I don' t know, | |
| Shutup bitch, | |
| I' m in my own zone | |
| Turn the music up, and leave me alone | |
| Put your hands up if you' re with me ooh | |
| Tell the bartender, ' a hit me Buchach! Chorus 2x | |
| Take shots to the head, pick em up, put em down uh | |
| You know tomorrow morning, your head' s gonna pound Oh | |
| But tonight, since you don' t care, put your beer bottle in the air Chorus 2x | |
| The hungry hustler, | |
| Afroman, That fool | |
| RauleFatso and | |
| Matt Payne, | |
| Drinking brew | |
| Drinking brew, taking blunts to the brain | |
| Palms in the air, cause it' s a | |
| Palmdale thang | |
| Everybody in the crowd, put your beer in the air uh | |
| If you' re real short, stand up in a chair uh | |
| If you ain' t quite, ed up yet, smoke you a newport cigarette | |
| Keep a beer, in your hand, take a swig every chance you can | |
| If you feel the urge, go ahead and burp, chill for a minute | |
| Then take a slurp, | |
| Drink slow homie, don' t want the bottle | |
| To get all foamy, moving, grooving, jumping around | |
| Bottle in the air, chugging it down. Chorus 2x | |
| Take shots to the head, pick em up, put em down uh | |
| You know tomorrow morning, your head' s gonna pound Oh | |
| But tonight, since you don' t care, put your beer bottle in the air Chorus 2x | |
| Throw it in the trash, drop it on the ground | |
| Stagger to the bar, get another round | |
| If you got alot of money, than share | |
| I' m sure another alcoholic will care | |
| Smoke a sweet, to the beat, if it' s good | |
| Put it on the beat, gotta have alot fun before you get too old | |
| Lock the door, to your room, drown everybody out with the boom | |
| Stereo blasting loud as hell, cellphone calls go to your voicemail | |
| Take a little time out for yourself | |
| Cause Afroman is good for your health Chorus 2x | |
| Take shots to the head, pick em up, put em down uh | |
| You know tomorrow morning, your head' s gonna pound Oh | |
| But tonight, since you don' t care, put your beer bottle in the air Chorus 2x |
| zuò qǔ : Foreman | |
| Laughing | |
| Yeah, Comeon | |
| Homeboy, Turn it up | |
| Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh | |
| Buchach x2 | |
| Afroman, Double | |
| H, Double | |
| CDouble OG, | |
| Checking in the double tree | |
| Colt 45, No | |
| BubbleyCops give me trouble, but they still don' t trouble me | |
| Hit the lights, read my rights | |
| Fly somewhere, anywhere, anywhere, | |
| I really don' t care | |
| Run up in the club, grab me a woman Oh | |
| Waitress keep them drinks ' a coming burp | |
| Hah, easy come easy go, what you talking bout? | |
| I don' t know, | |
| Shutup bitch, | |
| I' m in my own zone | |
| Turn the music up, and leave me alone | |
| Put your hands up if you' re with me ooh | |
| Tell the bartender, ' a hit me Buchach! Chorus 2x | |
| Take shots to the head, pick em up, put em down uh | |
| You know tomorrow morning, your head' s gonna pound Oh | |
| But tonight, since you don' t care, put your beer bottle in the air Chorus 2x | |
| The hungry hustler, | |
| Afroman, That fool | |
| RauleFatso and | |
| Matt Payne, | |
| Drinking brew | |
| Drinking brew, taking blunts to the brain | |
| Palms in the air, cause it' s a | |
| Palmdale thang | |
| Everybody in the crowd, put your beer in the air uh | |
| If you' re real short, stand up in a chair uh | |
| If you ain' t quite, ed up yet, smoke you a newport cigarette | |
| Keep a beer, in your hand, take a swig every chance you can | |
| If you feel the urge, go ahead and burp, chill for a minute | |
| Then take a slurp, | |
| Drink slow homie, don' t want the bottle | |
| To get all foamy, moving, grooving, jumping around | |
| Bottle in the air, chugging it down. Chorus 2x | |
| Take shots to the head, pick em up, put em down uh | |
| You know tomorrow morning, your head' s gonna pound Oh | |
| But tonight, since you don' t care, put your beer bottle in the air Chorus 2x | |
| Throw it in the trash, drop it on the ground | |
| Stagger to the bar, get another round | |
| If you got alot of money, than share | |
| I' m sure another alcoholic will care | |
| Smoke a sweet, to the beat, if it' s good | |
| Put it on the beat, gotta have alot fun before you get too old | |
| Lock the door, to your room, drown everybody out with the boom | |
| Stereo blasting loud as hell, cellphone calls go to your voicemail | |
| Take a little time out for yourself | |
| Cause Afroman is good for your health Chorus 2x | |
| Take shots to the head, pick em up, put em down uh | |
| You know tomorrow morning, your head' s gonna pound Oh | |
| But tonight, since you don' t care, put your beer bottle in the air Chorus 2x |
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