Afroman - Beer Bottle Up lyrics

[Laughing] Yeah, Comeon Homeboy, Turn it up Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Buch-ach [x2] Afroman, Double H, Double C Double OG, Checking in the double tree Colt 45, No Bubbley Cops 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, f** what you talking bout? I don't know, Shutup b**h, 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 Raule Fatso 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, f**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]