Take Shots – A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie Lyrics

“Take Shots”

[Intro: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]

Yeah, oh, na-na

Shot after shot

[Verse 1: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]

I can get you Fendi, Prada, Christian, Gucci

Baby, spend some time, I spend this change like loose leaf

Hot like Grabba, come here, mama

Baby, spin around, let me see how you move loosely

Hop inside the Lambo, it’s just us in the two-seat

Everything I got on from the shoes to hat is beasty

Plenty Henny, I’m feelin’ woozy

I took too many tonight, it’s a movie

[Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]

Look, take shots, take shots, take shots

Shot after shot (Yeah)

What drink you drink? ‘Cause I’m tryna ease your mind

Sip slow, don’t drink fast, I’m tryna make this last

Oh, oh

[Post-Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]

I can tell you got tension, tension, tension

I need transparency, tell me what’s on your mind

Take shots like backshots, mad shots, shot after shot

(Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah)

[Verse 2: Tory Lanez]

Ayy, I can get you drunk, sloppy, top me

Get ahead low like lobby, beat it up, Rocky

Chain swingin’, name ringin’

Shit changed, don’t entertain the same women

Drunk, woozy, ooh, I like your vibe

Let’s stop by the Jacuzzi

And I like your frame, La Perla, Gucci

French bitch from Montana, told her I’ma Shmurda dance in that coochie

Look, fuck all that singing shit, let’s keep it raw and rugged

I wanna see you take shots ’til your body’s all in my covers

And your friends threesoming, they talkin’ all these discussions

And we at the table speakin’ who freaky and doin’ what when we back at the spot

Magnums come out the box and never go back in the box

She take shots like backshots, she’s backing the shots

My dick hop out the zipper, somethin’ like Jack in the Box

You know I made it turn, shot o’ clock, stop actin’ so shy, c’mon

[Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]

Look, take shots, take shots, take shots

Shot after shot (Yeah)

What drink you drink? ‘Cause I’m tryna ease your mind

Sip slow, don’t drink fast, I’m tryna make this last

Oh, oh

[Post-Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]

I can tell you got tension, tension, tension

I need transparency, tell me what’s on your mind

Take shots like backshots, mad shots, shot after shot

[Verse 3: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]

Baby, we can do a trio, me, you and your migo

Sippin’ Casamigos, yeah-yeah-yeah

I wanna see you deep throat, girl, that ass is lethal

Bust it then I reload, yeah-yeah-yeah

Tryna see how bad you can get when you’re drunk

Even though you’re dangerous, I love the way you walk

Seems like you’re anxious, don’t gotta hide your scars

Imperfectly perfect, not a single flaw, nah, nah, nah

My bag different, count up mad chicken

From New York, she like my accent, I make her act different

She want Richard Mille status, get the Patek

Cut from a different country

, she a different fabric

She think I need sex everyday

Hop inside the double R, just take me away

Your eyes look like the stars when we fuck in the Wraith

We both got Amiri on our legs, grab yo’ waist and lift yo’ legs to yo’ waist, look

Get a new car, don’t touch nothin’

Sit in the car, let’s discuss somethin’

Either we fuckin’, or I— Look

I end up switchin’ up the subject on her— Look

I ain’t with nothin’, you gon’ suck it, or not?

[Bridge: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]

Nah, look, nah, nah, nah, nah

Look, nah, nah, nah, nah

Nah (Woah-woah)

Woo

[Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]

Look, take shots, take shots, take shots

Shot after shot (Yeah)

What drink you drink? ‘Cause I’m tryna ease your mind

Sip slow, don’t drink fast, I’m tryna make this last

Oh, oh

[Outro: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]

I can tell you got tension, tension, tension

Yeah, what drink you drink? ‘Cause I’m tryna ease your mind

Take shots, take shots, shot after shot

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