Up in the Air

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Merkules - Rap

Up in the Air

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[Hook: Merkules] Everybody knows when we come around You gotta put your drinks up in the Air Everybody knows we don't fuck around You better put your drinks up in the Air Everybody knows we don't fuck around You better put your drinks up in the Air Everybody knows when we come around You better put your drinks up in the Air [Part 1: Merkules] I showed up with a bottle of scotch Two Blunts in my ear and a model that's hot Got the goons all with me and a pocket full of stacks Whole team looking fly cause i got'em on my back 2 Fifths of henny and a bottle full of jack I'm Still with the program hoping on a Track I keep it greasy, believe me i got this He who's a G, drinks free in a Moshpit I'm so drunk that i can't even see clear Blame it on the bitches and the weed and the free beer They come close to get a wif of the aroma I'm drinking straight rum, while these bitches sip coronas Then i don't know if imma make it home safely Drinking in a circle, now these earkles wanna race me My girl said slow down, i said make me Now I got the pigs on mah tail, they tryna chase me [Hook: Merkules] Everybody knows when we come around You gotta put your drinks up in the Air Everybody knows we don't fuck around You better put your drinks up in the Air Everybody knows we don't fuck around You better put your drinks up in the Air Everybody knows when we come around You gotta put your drinks up in the Air [Part 2: Merkules] It's six Am and I still haven't slept yet Take another shot and just chill would be my best bet Mad People keep calling my phone still The drug starts to kicking and i'm feeling them cold chills Oh well, It's all a part of the process Pop another pill and then i roll what i got left Every night's another party to me Head home with two chicks that's a party at three Wine,weed and Women man it's hard to be me So we Hotbox the spot till you hardly can see I'm runnig out of energy, i'm running out of Patience Nothing but a bunch of emtpy bottles in the basement Face it, we gon keep the party poppin off Any kind of fix you need, you know we got it all And you could bring who you please, give you're momma a call Ask me if think it's a problem I'mma tell 'em "Not at all"

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  • Timeless (DEU)