A Bar Song (Tipsy) by Shaboozey | ||||||||||
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1] F#m A D/A A E/G# My baby want a Birkin, she's been tellin' me all night long F#m A D/A A E/G# Gasoline and groceries, the list goes on and on This 9 to 5 ain't workin', why the hell do I work so hard? I can't worry 'bout my problems, I can't take 'em when I'm gone, uh Chorus: One, here comes the two to the three to the four Tell 'em bring another out, we need plenty more Two steppin' on the table, she don't need a dancefloor Oh my, good Lord Someone pour me up a double shot of whiskey They know me and Jack Daniels got a history There's a party downtown near Fifth Street Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy Verse 2: I've been Boozey since I've left, I ain't changin' for a check Tell my ma I ain't forget (oh, Lord) Woke up drunk at 10 am, we gon' do this shit again Tell your girl to bring a friend (oh, Lord) |