Too Many Bottles - Trevor Jackson

— Y'all really tryina go to the club man?

— Yeah nigga, let’s go

— I was just tryin' to chill tonight, for real I ain’t tryina do all that

— Nah, bro ain’t nobody chillin' man we partyin'

— We got a table?

— You already know we got a table!

— You sure we got a table?

— We got a table, bad bitches, everything you need

Fill it up

Get a taste

Girl that’s what it’s made, made for

Can’t let none

Go to waste

Know you’ve had a long, long day

Girl let’s be bad

Let’s do some shit we gon' regret in the morning

You know what I’m talkin' bout

I’ll be your daddy

So go and back it up on me just how you wanna

I’m feelin' wavy-

You know I got me some tequila

Took a shot, I’ma reload quick

I swear she bad

Could be the Seagram’s gin

Could be the Tito’s

Henny.

No, I shouldn’t mix

Too late I’m feelin' it

I got too many bottles

There’s too many bottles in me

In this club

Said, I got too many bottles

Too many bottles in me

In this club

In this club

And I swear I won’t be turnin' down for nobody

I’ma stand on couches while I’m sippin' on Bacardi

I got too many bottles

Too many bottles in me

In this club

In this club

I ain’t gonna lie, for you I’d wait

I don’t usually do that but I will

I’d wait all night just to see your legs

Wrapped around my face

Know you think I won’t, but girl I will

Girl, I’m so sorry

I’ve said too much, I’m just drunk

But I’m in every until I hear you cry out, cry out

You know I got me some tequila

Took a shot, I’ma reload quick

I swear she bad

Could be the Seagram’s gin

Could be the Tito’s

Henny.

No, I shouldn’t mix

Too late I’m feelin' it

I got too many bottles

There’s too many bottles in me

In this club

Said, I got too many bottles

Too many bottles in me

In this club

In this club

And I swear I won’t be turnin' down for nobody

I’ma stand on couches while I’m sippin' on Bacardi

I got too many bottles

Too many bottles in me

In this club

In this club

If you lit

And you plenty thick

Baby take a sip

Put it too your lips

If you lit

And you plenty thick

Baby take a sip

Go on, put it too your lips

I got too many bottles

There’s too many bottles in me

In this club

Said, I got too many bottles

Too many bottles in me

In this club

In this club

And I swear I won’t be turnin' down for nobody

I’ma stand on couches while I’m sippin' on Bacardi

I got too many bottles

Too many bottles in me

In this club

In this club