At the Bar

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Pay for niggas to show fame to me You mean I could just hit the club and everythang for free? Me and all the ally niggas that I brang with me? If a nigga from Bankhead and Buckhead, he probably came with me No frisk, mo cris, we can drank for free T.I.P. drunk, smoke, dank ya piece T.I.P. a rich nigga now, I came in peace So if a bitch nigga gettin' knocked out, don't be blamin' me But if we buckin' at the door, goin' up on the floor In the bathroom, frontin' tryna fuck us a ho No hen, no mo', you proly know Spit that ??? bars of gold, so [Bridge] On Sunday, do your thing On Monday, back to work On Tuesday, stay at home ??? do the dirt On Wednesday, go get paid On Thursday, cash a check On Friday, go get fresh But Saturday is [Hook] 50 bottles and at the bar Got 50 bottles and at the bar A heat pop one so you pop one mo' 'Til ain't no bottles and at the bar (What they got?) They got juice (got juice) They got gin (got gin) I got kris to mix with our hen We pop don (pop don) And pop mo (pop mo) And bought twelve bars for XO 'Til there wasn't no mo' [Verse 2] Yeah, the bouncers'll touch us 'What these ghetto niggas doin' in here with L.A. and Usher?' Yeah, what of it? Know you seen us in public Guaranteed to show up in somethin' is changin' the subject Hit the door, they like, 'So what you baby daddy sister cousin Said about?' Hold up - who done just showed up? Can't get to the liquor, they got the bar sewed up Drove, rolled up - that got the code up Hey, put your money up - this round are on us Say, we don't want no glasses, just bottles of brown stuff I got bitches shakin' asses, models around us Got 30, 40, 50 bottles krissies round us [Bridge] On Sunday, do your thing On Monday, back to work On Tuesday, stay at home ??? do the dirt On Wednesday, go get paid On Thursday, cash a check On Friday, go get fresh But Saturday is [Hook] 50 bottles and at the bar Got 50 bottles and at the bar A heat pop one so you pop one mo' 'Til ain't no bottles and at the bar (What they got?) They got juice (got juice) They got gin (got gin) I got kris to mix with our hen We pop don (pop don) And pop mo (pop mo) And bought twelve bars for XO 'Til there wasn't no mo'
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Credits
- Writers
- T.I.
- Brian Kidd