I don't wanna party no more (nah)
I don't wanna hang, take me home whenever the liquor store close
I took one drank, two drank, three drank, four
I ain't never done drank when I'm done drankin' I'ma go and get some more
I swear I don't wanna party no more (I swear I'm done drinkin')
Please don't part me no Backwoods that's not the way I smoke
I swear I wanna hide in a special love with you
I'd rather drink one shot, two cups, three bottles dyin' in a saloon
Five'o clock somewhere, just pass me my Styrofoam
And it might be too early for you
Well shit me I'ma be double cupping by noon
That's why I don't call sooner
And you know exactly what I'm on
My bitch twirlin' for you
But me I'ma be drunk as f*ck by two
And I don't need nobody, tellin' me about me
I kept it real dog and everybody doubted me
Wonder if the neighborhood will be the same without me
One drink (drink), two (two) drink, three drink, four
Every time I drink one, I said I'm done I never drink no more
One day, two days, three days (go)
And on the fourth day I'm back drinking again buy me Patron
'Cause I don't need nobody
Tellin' me about your body
And I don't need nobody tellin' me about me
And I know they say I drink too much that'll never stop me
One, two, f*ck it three, f*ck it, four
Drink when the store closed, I'll go get that shit from home
And when I don't know where the f*ck I'm going, f*ck that shit I still go
Threw that shit over the ceiling, we got money on the floor, 'cause
I don't wanna party no more (nah)
I don't wanna hang, take me home whenever the liquor store closed
I took one drank, two drank, three drank, four
I ain't never done drank when, I'm done drankin' I'ma go get some more
I swear I don't wanna party no more (I swear I'm done drinkin')
Please don't part me no backwoods that's not the way I smoke
I swear that I wanna hide in a special love with you
I'd rather drink one shot, two cups, three bottles dyin' in a saloon
Five'o clock somewhere just pass me my styrofoam
It might be too earlier for you
Well shit, me, I'ma be double cuppin' by noon (yeah)
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I don't wanna party no more (nah)
I don't wanna hang, take me home whenever the liquor store close
I took one drank, two drank, three drank, four
I ain't never done drank when I'm done drankin' I'ma go and get some more
I swear I don't wanna party no more (I swear I'm done drinkin')
Please don't part me no Backwoods that's not the way I smoke
I swear I wanna hide in a special love with you
I'd rather drink one shot, two cups, three bottles dyin' in a saloon
Five'o clock somewhere, just pass me my Styrofoam
And it might be too early for you
Well shit me I'ma be double cupping by noon
That's why I don't call sooner
And you know exactly what I'm on
My bitch twirlin' for you
But me I'ma be drunk as f*ck by two
And I don't need nobody, tellin' me about me
I kept it real dog and everybody doubted me
Wonder if the neighborhood will be the same without me
One drink (drink), two (two) drink, three drink, four
Every time I drink one, I said I'm done I never drink no more
One day, two days, three days (go)
And on the fourth day I'm back drinking again buy me Patron
'Cause I don't need nobody
Tellin' me about your body
And I don't need nobody tellin' me about me
And I know they say I drink too much that'll never stop me
One, two, f*ck it three, f*ck it, four
Drink when the store closed, I'll go get that shit from home
And when I don't know where the f*ck I'm going, f*ck that shit I still go
Threw that shit over the ceiling, we got money on the floor, 'cause
I don't wanna party no more (nah)
I don't wanna hang, take me home whenever the liquor store closed
I took one drank, two drank, three drank, four
I ain't never done drank when, I'm done drankin' I'ma go get some more
I swear I don't wanna party no more (I swear I'm done drinkin')
Please don't part me no backwoods that's not the way I smoke
I swear that I wanna hide in a special love with you
I'd rather drink one shot, two cups, three bottles dyin' in a saloon
Five'o clock somewhere just pass me my styrofoam
It might be too earlier for you
Well shit, me, I'ma be double cuppin' by noon (yeah)
I don't wanna hang, take me home whenever the liquor store close
I took one drank, two drank, three drank, four
I ain't never done drank when I'm done drankin' I'ma go and get some more
I swear I don't wanna party no more (I swear I'm done drinkin')
Please don't part me no Backwoods that's not the way I smoke
I swear I wanna hide in a special love with you
I'd rather drink one shot, two cups, three bottles dyin' in a saloon
Five'o clock somewhere, just pass me my Styrofoam
And it might be too early for you
Well shit me I'ma be double cupping by noon
That's why I don't call sooner
And you know exactly what I'm on
My bitch twirlin' for you
But me I'ma be drunk as f*ck by two
And I don't need nobody, tellin' me about me
I kept it real dog and everybody doubted me
Wonder if the neighborhood will be the same without me
One drink (drink), two (two) drink, three drink, four
Every time I drink one, I said I'm done I never drink no more
One day, two days, three days (go)
And on the fourth day I'm back drinking again buy me Patron
'Cause I don't need nobody
Tellin' me about your body
And I don't need nobody tellin' me about me
And I know they say I drink too much that'll never stop me
One, two, f*ck it three, f*ck it, four
Drink when the store closed, I'll go get that shit from home
And when I don't know where the f*ck I'm going, f*ck that shit I still go
Threw that shit over the ceiling, we got money on the floor, 'cause
I don't wanna party no more (nah)
I don't wanna hang, take me home whenever the liquor store closed
I took one drank, two drank, three drank, four
I ain't never done drank when, I'm done drankin' I'ma go get some more
I swear I don't wanna party no more (I swear I'm done drinkin')
Please don't part me no backwoods that's not the way I smoke
I swear that I wanna hide in a special love with you
I'd rather drink one shot, two cups, three bottles dyin' in a saloon
Five'o clock somewhere just pass me my styrofoam
It might be too earlier for you
Well shit, me, I'ma be double cuppin' by noon (yeah)
Writer: Brent Flores, Gabriel Kerr, Noah Williams
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Copyright: Lyrics © EMPIRE PUBLISHING