Preme, Dolo - Pour Out A Lil Liqour lyrics
[Preme, Dolo - Pour Out A Lil Liqour lyrics]
Pour out a little liquor
Pour out a little liquor
Pour out a little liquor
Pour out a little liquor
I say im white henney sipping
While i roll up watching robot chicken
Boy get on your JO, clocks ticking
Acrobat how my money flipping
Fuck niggas gotta stay away from fuck niggas
Thats why i don't ever really trust a nigga
Chi pow click clack bang bang
Fuck a body shot hit him in the brain
Eye for an eye, that's what they telling me
The streets is a mutha fucka
Somebody pray for me
These hoes ain't loyal but
These niggas ain't either
Turned his back in the courtroom but
His finger on the trigger
Pussy ima real one i confess
My brothers keeper and it's
Tatted on my chest
So, if one of my niggas go
Ima hit the liquor store take a sip
Pour out a little liquor
Pour out a little liquor
Pour out a little liquor
Pour out a little liquor
I sip the liquor for the pain
Cuz thats all i know
Hardest thing i ever did was see my momma go
I say a prayer before i go
Cuz i could die today
Im never chilling with the phonies
I don't fucking play i keep my head up on a
Swivel cuz these niggas plot one slip
Has yo ass bleeding on the fucking block
Ita hard to make it if you
Kick it with the wrong crew niggas hate
Try to take your place cuz they ain't true
Everything i do i fucking do it big
Rolling blunts and making music bitch
Thats how i live see me when you see me at
The top cuz im headed there
Niggas try to stab me in the
Back but im well aware
Boss shit, put me on a beat and yo im on that
Trynna get it popping in this bitch
Where the hoes at
Im just trynna play the game how it go
Get a bottle let that mutha fucka flow
Pour out a little liquor
Pour out a little liquor
Pour out a little liquor
I say im white henney sipping
While i roll up watching robot chicken
Boy get on your JO, clocks ticking
Acrobat how my money flipping
Fuck niggas gotta stay away from fuck niggas
Thats why i don't ever really trust a nigga
Chi pow click clack bang bang
Fuck a body shot hit him in the brain
Eye for an eye, that's what they telling me
The streets is a mutha fucka
Somebody pray for me
These hoes ain't loyal but
These niggas ain't either
Turned his back in the courtroom but
His finger on the trigger
Pussy ima real one i confess
My brothers keeper and it's
Tatted on my chest
So, if one of my niggas go
Ima hit the liquor store take a sip
Pour out a little liquor
Pour out a little liquor
Pour out a little liquor
Pour out a little liquor
I sip the liquor for the pain
Cuz thats all i know
Hardest thing i ever did was see my momma go
I say a prayer before i go
Cuz i could die today
Im never chilling with the phonies
I don't fucking play i keep my head up on a
Swivel cuz these niggas plot one slip
Has yo ass bleeding on the fucking block
Ita hard to make it if you
Kick it with the wrong crew niggas hate
Try to take your place cuz they ain't true
Everything i do i fucking do it big
Rolling blunts and making music bitch
Thats how i live see me when you see me at
The top cuz im headed there
Niggas try to stab me in the
Back but im well aware
Boss shit, put me on a beat and yo im on that
Trynna get it popping in this bitch
Where the hoes at
Im just trynna play the game how it go
Get a bottle let that mutha fucka flow