Tyga

Tyga - Drink The Night Away lyrics

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(feat. The Game & Mario)





[Tyga]

Uh, line full of bitches

hard fine bitches

the shit that I'm smokin' got me higher than tuition

wanna know whats goin' on let me paint a picture

and if ya ain't around lemme give ya a description

corks everywhere, hoes everywhere

loud music playin' heavy smoke in the air

its cups everywhere, flashin' lights

bottles of Patron, sittin' in the ice like..



[Mario]

Its a celebration

bottles by the cases

tonight we goin' all get wasted

then we goin' take off like spaceships

Oh, and I don't really want her to leave



[Tyga]

Order bottle after bottle

She say she cant drink, ay shut up bitch swallow

(we gon' drink the night away, we gon' drink the night away)

Ah Mr. Rose Raw

2 piece suit cuff link on the arm

Sex on the beach and some shots for these broads

And bring the biggest bottle of Moet for my dawgs

We on the couch leanin' on the wall

My old bitch hit me said I seen you with them hoes

but I'm turnt up so a nigga lost his phone

I gotta find a freak take her home

hit the light like uhhhh

same day different chick ya'll

took girls all around the world up on Crenshaw

in and out the crib back and forth like ping pong

me and Game got the hoe jumpin' Kriss Kross

I'm the shit so piss off

better yet, find me somethin' to piss on

I'm too drunk, how I take it this far

wake up, and do it all again tomorrow



[Mario]

Its a celebration

bottles by the cases

tonight we gon' all get wasted

then we gon' take off like spaceships

but I don't really want her to leave



[Tyga]

Uh, order bottle after bottle

she say she cant drink, ay shut up bitch swallow

(we goin drink the night away, we goin drink the night away)



[Game]

Uh, uh sicker than cancer

colder than Aspen

west side ridin' wit Tyga

Tiger fur inside the Aston

Martin dependin' on who askin'?

got so many chickens, all my birds in one basket

and that's a coupe for you, retract the roof for you

its a Doggy Dog world, and I can call Snoop for ya

uh that's gangsta, that's fly

yo baby mamas mama would say I'm one hell of a guy

why do I start beefs, why do I drop Phantoms

why I got 7 houses but none in Atlanta

(that's stupid)

nah nigga smarter than Bill Gates

clap ya hands I do it

with the sound that still make

I know the real Weezy, introduce you to the real Drake

my hoes more patient that Detox fans, they will wait

for me to go um, 10 times platinum

and cop more Patron and hatin' niggas imagine



[Mario]

Its a celebration

tonight we gon' all get wasted

then we goin' take off like spaceships

but I don't really want her to leave

don't leave, don't be scared

It ain't a game, meet me in the bed

and we gon' drink the night away

ohh I don't really want you to leave baby

Wooah, I don't really want you to leave

come celebrate with me baby
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