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Liquor Video (MV)




Performed By: Latto
From Album: Sugar Honey Iced Tea
Language: English
Length: 3:03
Written by: Alyssa Michelle Stephens, Isaac Earl Bynum, Randall Hammers
Year: 2024




Latto - Liquor Lyrics
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Earl on the beat
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)

That liquor turn me to a freak (uh)
That liquor turn me to a freak (uh)
That henny get me off the leash (uh)
One more shot, I'm super tweaked (uh, tweaked)
That liquor turn me to a freak (freak, freak)
That liquor turn me to a freak (uh, freak)
This pimpin' got him super weak (uh)
Boy, come and put that thang on me (uh, freak)

Turn me to a freak (freak), big ol' Georgia peach (peach)
TLC I creep (creep, shh), who comin' home with me?
All these niggas in here acting choosy tryna send me drinks
I can't put my eggs in one basket, pussy easter pink
Bitch, please, I got your nigga sending shots
Bitch, please, ain't shit sweet but this lemon drop
I'm on tequila and he on the wok
Uh, I'm trying to play in them locs
He got a bottle, he ready to pop
I want that shit on the rocks

That liquor turn me to a freak (uh, freak)
That liquor turn me to a freak (uh, freak)
That henny get me off the leash (uh)
One more shot, I'm super tweaked (uh, tweaked)
That liquor turn me to a freak (freak, freak)
That liquor turn me to a freak (uh, freak)
This pimpin' got him super weak (uh)
Boy, come and put that thang on me (uh, freak)

Brr, he calling from private (private)
I'm drunk as f*ck leaving the club, I might just pull up and surprise him (uh)
He put me in Gucci and take me up out of that shit like my stylist (ooh)
Love to play with the money, I'm childish (haha)
They say money feel better than sex
He say this pussy feel like a deposit (wrr)
Goddamn, shawty got a wham (wham)
What's beef to a bitch in a Lamb? (Skrrt)
Why these bitches always hating on me? (Why?)
I don't even throw salt on my rim (ooh)
Couldn't leave a bitch alone if I pay 'em (ooh)
Pretty face, no waist, yes, ma'am
Had to see it in person so he know that it ain't no scam (ha)
Bitch please (huh), this that make you take it to the head
Bitch please, this that drink until it's nothing left
I want you all to myself
Uh, and I don't kiss and tell
Trying to get you back to the hotel and make you lose your breath (huh)

That liquor turn me to a freak (uh, freak)
That liquor turn me to a freak (uh, freak)
That henny get me off the leash (uh)
One more shot, I'm super tweaked (uh, tweaked)
That liquor turn me to a freak (freak, freak)
That liquor turn me to a freak (uh, freak)
This pimpin' got him super weak (uh)
Boy, come and put that thang on me (uh, freak)

Tweak
Earl on the beat
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Earl on the beat
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)

That liquor turn me to a freak (uh)
That liquor turn me to a freak (uh)
That henny get me off the leash (uh)
One more shot, I'm super tweaked (uh, tweaked)
That liquor turn me to a freak (freak, freak)
That liquor turn me to a freak (uh, freak)
This pimpin' got him super weak (uh)
Boy, come and put that thang on me (uh, freak)

Turn me to a freak (freak), big ol' Georgia peach (peach)
TLC I creep (creep, shh), who comin' home with me?
All these niggas in here acting choosy tryna send me drinks
I can't put my eggs in one basket, pussy easter pink
Bitch, please, I got your nigga sending shots
Bitch, please, ain't shit sweet but this lemon drop
I'm on tequila and he on the wok
Uh, I'm trying to play in them locs
He got a bottle, he ready to pop
I want that shit on the rocks

That liquor turn me to a freak (uh, freak)
That liquor turn me to a freak (uh, freak)
That henny get me off the leash (uh)
One more shot, I'm super tweaked (uh, tweaked)
That liquor turn me to a freak (freak, freak)
That liquor turn me to a freak (uh, freak)
This pimpin' got him super weak (uh)
Boy, come and put that thang on me (uh, freak)

Brr, he calling from private (private)
I'm drunk as f*ck leaving the club, I might just pull up and surprise him (uh)
He put me in Gucci and take me up out of that shit like my stylist (ooh)
Love to play with the money, I'm childish (haha)
They say money feel better than sex
He say this pussy feel like a deposit (wrr)
Goddamn, shawty got a wham (wham)
What's beef to a bitch in a Lamb? (Skrrt)
Why these bitches always hating on me? (Why?)
I don't even throw salt on my rim (ooh)
Couldn't leave a bitch alone if I pay 'em (ooh)
Pretty face, no waist, yes, ma'am
Had to see it in person so he know that it ain't no scam (ha)
Bitch please (huh), this that make you take it to the head
Bitch please, this that drink until it's nothing left
I want you all to myself
Uh, and I don't kiss and tell
Trying to get you back to the hotel and make you lose your breath (huh)

That liquor turn me to a freak (uh, freak)
That liquor turn me to a freak (uh, freak)
That henny get me off the leash (uh)
One more shot, I'm super tweaked (uh, tweaked)
That liquor turn me to a freak (freak, freak)
That liquor turn me to a freak (uh, freak)
This pimpin' got him super weak (uh)
Boy, come and put that thang on me (uh, freak)

Tweak
Earl on the beat
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Writer: Alyssa Michelle Stephens, Isaac Earl Bynum, Randall Hammers
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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