Brooke Candy
Feel Yourself (Alcohol)
[Intro]
Has vééé héeee - he hi yé yé yé
(Alcohol)

[Chorus]
I'm on that soon as it hit me I don't know how to act
If I take another shot down I might have a heart attack
Fuck it, grab a bottle off of that Tequila shelf
I'll show you what the game is, I don't blame you if you feel yourself

[Hook]
Turn it up, turn it back
Go on and feel yourself
Pick it up, bring it back
Go on and feel yourself
Ladies stand up, fellas put your hands up
Go on and feel yourself, feel yourself, feel yourself
Bika misang hé hé hé hé mitou
Bika misang hé hé hé hé (alanè)
Hô hô, hé hé hé hé mitou
Bika misang hé hé
Wana wé ndé lambo

[Verse 1]
I ride out
Suicide doors, let's ride out (wana wé ndé, hô hô)
My night out
Fucked up till its lights out (alanè)
I'm blacked out, wasted
Tryna' get up, I'm faded (wana wé ndé, hô hô)
So dilapidated, America's most hated (alanè)
You drunk right?
Turn into a crunk night (wana wé ndé, hô hô)
Work it up and bar fight
Socking till you gone right (alanè)
Blame it, all of that liquor (wana wé ndé, hô hô)
We be swerving, all of that liquor
Blurry, all of that liquor
Cause we be slurring all of that liquor
[Chorus]
I'm on that soon as it hit me I don't know how to act
If I take another shot down I might have a heart attack
Fuck it, grab a bottle off of that Tequila shelf
I'll show you what the game is, I don't blame you if you feel yourself

[Hook]
Turn it up, turn it back
Go on and feel yourself
Pick it up, bring it back
Go on and feel yourself
Ladies stand up, fellas put your hands up
Go on and feel yourself, feel yourself, feel yourself
Bika misang hé hé hé hé mitou
Bika misang hé hé hé hé (alanè)
Hô hô, hé hé hé hé mitou
Bika misang hé hé
Wana wé ndé lambo

[Verse 2]
So torn
Took more shots than World War
No drawers, thong down girls, that's sore
Feel no pain, let it rain
Breathe smelling like propane
Whoa man, I'm coming down
Time to down another round
Laying up, smoke loud
Fucked up, drunk crowd
Hands up, what now?
Stand up, get down
Amen, smoking
Lame men, toking
Swerving, joking
Jerking, focus
I'm poppin' shit until I feel it
Lean Brooke and I'm real in
Set the scene I'm stealin'
I wanna get fucked up
Walk in and I get wrecked up
Time to fuck the function up
Break it down, and turn it up
Flip it, rip it, red light
Tip it, sip it, say it right
Hit it, give it head like
Kill it till it dead right?
I'm setting fire to liars
I'm fucking Jerry Macguire
I'm fucking wired, get higher
You tired? Retire
[Bridge]
Turn me on I'm a radio, I'm faded tho
Turn me on I'm a radio, I'm faded tho
Turn me on I'm a radio, I'm faded tho
Turn me on I'm a radio, I'm faded tho

[Outro]
Bika misang hé hé hé hé mitou
Bika misang hé hé hé hé (alanè)
Hô hô, hé hé hé hé mitou
Bika misang hé hé
Wana wé ndé lambo