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GALLON OF CiROC

 

GALLON OF CiROC

(album: CRANBERRY VAMPiRE - 2019)


I just drank a gallon of CÎROC
I just spent two hundred on my drop
I just hit the beach and lost my top
I just crowd surfed and lost my watch
I just drank a gallon of CÎROC
I just spent two hundred on my drop
I just hit the beach and lost my top
I just crowd surfed and lost my watch

Yeah
White sheets like a oriental dove
I speak Polish, Portuguese and rocker club
I might sign a symphony to rock the neon gloves
I might buy a Shark if push come to shove
More guns then the Alamo, Tic-Tac-Toe
I can do a stage show way in Tokyo
They don't know what I said but they understand the Kilo Rope
The carnation Rolls Royce wasn't even my first choice
Damn near lost my voice when I was screaming at you decoys
You gotta stop copy, Versace molly wopped me
I done fell asleep in the Plum Maserati

I just drank a gallon of CÎROC
I just spent two hundred on my drop
I just hit the beach and lost my top
I just crowd surfed and lost my watch
I just drank a gallon of CÎROC
I just spent two hundred on my drop
I just hit the beach and lost my top
I just crowd surfed and lost my watch

Throw the keys to valet and take my shirt off
I might move to Florida just play golf, uh, yeah
Bourbon on a blade like a ceiling fan
I can wave my hand way in Pakistan
When I, when I wave high don't assume, I'm jumping fly
I do my day to day with Versace on my eye
Yeah, it's two different lives
If I was Egyptian spy
If I was a real human I'd have three wives
But I'm not, it's too complicated
The Cadillac keeps me Escaladed
Dolce & Gabbana keep me shaded
I shoulda played for Yankees the way I diamonds on my tooth
I can work the wood in the Baby Ruth coupe
Coulda played for the Hawks but I choose to not
I waltzed in the club with 'bout three or four Glocks

I just drank a gallon of CÎROC
I just spent two hundred on my drop
I just hit the beach and lost my top
I just crowd surfed and lost my watch
I just drank a gallon of CÎROC
I just spent two hundred on my drop
I just hit the beach and lost my top
I just crowd surfed and lost my watch

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