One Shot - Robin Thicke, Juicy J

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It took five shots, and we were getting it on

And then four shots, we had nothing on

Three shots, we were out of there

Two shots, whispering in your ear

I got one shot, one shot to love you all night long

Yessir

Juicy J

Bartender 'nother round on me

Two or three shots you goin' down on me

I'm a king, go ahead, put a crown on me

I'm an OG, only pouring Crown in my drink

Apple martini, now she in my Lamborghini

Coming out of her bikini, 'bout to rub me like a genie

Get her all alone, knock her off, then I dip

If she work it good enough, she might leave with a tip

Two tequilas, shoot 'em down

One tequila, third round

Come with me, let me buy you a drink

I'mma tell you how the story goes

It took five shots, and we were getting it on

And then four shots, we had nothing on

Three shots, we were out of there

Two shots, whispering in your ear

I got one shot, one shot to love you all night long

Yessir

Robin Thicke

So you sayin' you ain't from 'round here

I can tell by your accent dear

You got an "ain't been hurt yet" smile

And an "I don't give a fuck what you think" style

Two tequilas, shoot 'em down

One tequila, third round

Now you're giving me eyes

Like you just had Henny for the first time

Hey there baby

I'd be patient

But you leave town tomorrow

Oh no, let me tell you how the story goes

It took five shots, and we were getting it on

And then four shots, we had nothing on

Three shots, we were out of there

Two shots, whispering in your ear

I got one shot, one shot to love you all night long

Two tequilas, shoot 'em down (hey)

Two tequilas, shoot 'em down (hey)

Two tequilas, shoot 'em down (hey, hey)

Two tequilas, come on

I got one shot, one shot to love you all night long, oh

All it took was two shots of tequila

Now she wanna get it in in a two-seater

She just wanna be single for a night

So I told the bartender, "give her anything she like"

Good girl, work it out

You can touch it from the south

Takin' shots, no rocks, so you know what she about

Rounds goin' down, so we order up some more

And the club 'bout to close, so she puttin' on a show

We're all stumblin' out the parking lot

Still goin' up at the afterspot

It’s your boy, Juicy J

I'm that weekend lover

Got Molly and Becky lickin' shots off each other

Two tequilas, shoot 'em down

One tequila, third round

But you leave town tomorrow

Oh no, let me tell you how the story goes

It took five shots, and we were getting it on

And then four shots, we had nothing on

Three shots, we were out of there

Two shots, whispering in your ear

I got one shot, one shot to love you all night long

Two tequilas, shoot 'em down (hey)

Two tequilas, shoot 'em down (hey)

Two tequilas, shoot 'em down (hey, hey)

Two tequilas, come on

I got one shot, one shot to love you all night long, oh