Millionaires Lyrics
* Alcohol
Yeah MILLIONAIRES. That's right. Friday night it's time to party Drop it down and get real naughty Girls talk shit, we don't care We'll take off our underwear! Drinking cocktails, Beers with lime All these guys yell "she's a dime!" I just wink and blow a kiss While all these girls just bitch and diss [Chorus x2:] Come get fucked up! Give me my alcohol Let's get fucked up! A-L-C-O-H-O-L This bitch is trying to take a shot She can't down one, what else she got? Jaeger, vodka, even whiskey Down that shit, don't be a... Pussy Who needs pepsi, juice, or sprite? If you do you're weak (thats right) I down my shots and gulp my beers Til' every drop disappears [Chorus x2] [Bridge] Everytime I'm at the bar, you wanna pay Go ahead, buy me a drink...you won't get laid. Everytime I'm at the bar, you wanna pay Go ahead, buy me a drink...you won't get laid. Everytime I'm at the bar, you wanna pay Go ahead, buy me a drink...you won't get laid. [Chorus x2] All these boys are drinking ale And we bust out White Zinfandel! Yeah we're getting pretty trashed But these boys ain't gettin' any ass Drink every drink that could be tasted Look at us, we're fuckin' wasted We stumble, mumble, no one cares Just cause we're the MILLIONAIRES! [Chorus x2] A-L-C-O-H-O-L
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