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AutiMatic - 151 Lyrics



AutiMatic - 151 Lyrics




Shots same color as magenta
Trouble that I'm looking to get in to
Longing for the taste of a placenta
Open wide spread her legs, then she tell me enter
I'm declining cuz she might get injured
I'm reclining while she climbing, up and down it's like I'm tryin to reach her center
While she riding, no describing what's for dinner
Lord please forgive that I'm a sinner
What had happen, fade to black, I don't remember

151 in my cup
There's 151 in my cup
Man I know what I want
And you're not pouring enough
Bottle gettin low-low-low-low
151 in my cup
There's 151 in my cup
Man I know what I want
And you're not pouring enough
Bottle gettin low-low-low-low

I be fiend'n, I be fiend'n for some E&J
Looking for some bitches open minded for my semen spray
Open bottle, open bars, open doors
Better open wallet, open mouths, open yours
What's my tab tho
Shots, like I forgot to keep the count of how many of those I had sober
I cannot afford these hangovers
Pregame with Crown Royal
Cap Morgan my crew loyal
Tap the top of that Jack Daniels, tell me what that do for ya, let's go
Too busy mixing drinks, like it's f*ck my liver
Stumbling to the back, in the bathroom piss a river
After fumbling with my zipper
Who is that in the mirror
I'm too drunk, staring at him looking unfamiliar
Bitch can't kill my vibe, like it's immortalized
Would you like to take a shot? Aimin right between the eyes, surprise
She's unattractive on the low tho
Look like Quasimodo mixed wit Frodo, yellin YOLO, so that's a no go

151 in my cup
There's 151 in my cup
Man I know what I want
And you're not pouring enough
Bottle gettin low-low-low-low
151 in my cup
There's 151 in my cup
Man I know what I want
And you're not pouring enough
Bottle gettin low-low-low-low

Dark and light liquor
Drinking from a pitcher
Call it what it is, got that juice like I'm Bishop
Ya know the boy is lit, call the uber for my pick up
Dare me to drive, fifth of vodka drinking
Loud obnoxious thinking
I'm losing my consciousness, who is this, shawty that I'm riding with
Hand inside my pocket hope the condom fits
Feel my stomach twist
Getting sick
Hella bent
She said let's go to her place, so we had to dip
Darted to the bathroom quick
Rolling on the floor
Spewing in the toilet lookin at what I ate before
Throat is getting sore
Promise I won't drink
Puking, I can't take this anymore
Earling, putrid, curling, stupid, breathing is a chore, puking
And then the room is spinning, getting dizzy, puking
Pleading with the world, Please no sudden movements
Thoughts not clear, will I die here
I'm scared, this is not fair, and I need air
Believe me, don't leave impaired
F*ck my life, chasing pills, I don't even care
Not a model, on the roll, we can even share
I made a mess, I ain't cleaning, bout to leave it there

151 in my cup
There's 151 in my cup
Man I know what I want
And you're not pouring enough
Bottle gettin low-low-low-low
151 in my cup
There's 151 in my cup
Man I know what I want
And you're not pouring enough
Bottle gettin low-low-low-low
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Shots same color as magenta
Trouble that I'm looking to get in to
Longing for the taste of a placenta
Open wide spread her legs, then she tell me enter
I'm declining cuz she might get injured
I'm reclining while she climbing, up and down it's like I'm tryin to reach her center
While she riding, no describing what's for dinner
Lord please forgive that I'm a sinner
What had happen, fade to black, I don't remember

151 in my cup
There's 151 in my cup
Man I know what I want
And you're not pouring enough
Bottle gettin low-low-low-low
151 in my cup
There's 151 in my cup
Man I know what I want
And you're not pouring enough
Bottle gettin low-low-low-low

I be fiend'n, I be fiend'n for some E&J
Looking for some bitches open minded for my semen spray
Open bottle, open bars, open doors
Better open wallet, open mouths, open yours
What's my tab tho
Shots, like I forgot to keep the count of how many of those I had sober
I cannot afford these hangovers
Pregame with Crown Royal
Cap Morgan my crew loyal
Tap the top of that Jack Daniels, tell me what that do for ya, let's go
Too busy mixing drinks, like it's f*ck my liver
Stumbling to the back, in the bathroom piss a river
After fumbling with my zipper
Who is that in the mirror
I'm too drunk, staring at him looking unfamiliar
Bitch can't kill my vibe, like it's immortalized
Would you like to take a shot? Aimin right between the eyes, surprise
She's unattractive on the low tho
Look like Quasimodo mixed wit Frodo, yellin YOLO, so that's a no go

151 in my cup
There's 151 in my cup
Man I know what I want
And you're not pouring enough
Bottle gettin low-low-low-low
151 in my cup
There's 151 in my cup
Man I know what I want
And you're not pouring enough
Bottle gettin low-low-low-low

Dark and light liquor
Drinking from a pitcher
Call it what it is, got that juice like I'm Bishop
Ya know the boy is lit, call the uber for my pick up
Dare me to drive, fifth of vodka drinking
Loud obnoxious thinking
I'm losing my consciousness, who is this, shawty that I'm riding with
Hand inside my pocket hope the condom fits
Feel my stomach twist
Getting sick
Hella bent
She said let's go to her place, so we had to dip
Darted to the bathroom quick
Rolling on the floor
Spewing in the toilet lookin at what I ate before
Throat is getting sore
Promise I won't drink
Puking, I can't take this anymore
Earling, putrid, curling, stupid, breathing is a chore, puking
And then the room is spinning, getting dizzy, puking
Pleading with the world, Please no sudden movements
Thoughts not clear, will I die here
I'm scared, this is not fair, and I need air
Believe me, don't leave impaired
F*ck my life, chasing pills, I don't even care
Not a model, on the roll, we can even share
I made a mess, I ain't cleaning, bout to leave it there

151 in my cup
There's 151 in my cup
Man I know what I want
And you're not pouring enough
Bottle gettin low-low-low-low
151 in my cup
There's 151 in my cup
Man I know what I want
And you're not pouring enough
Bottle gettin low-low-low-low
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Writer: Dennis Thompson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Language: English
Length: 3:56
Written by: Dennis Thompson

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