[Verse 1: Hello August]
It's just about sex to you
Is it sad that I know, still I wanna be next to you?
Takin' dirty pictures at night that I text to you
Was it dumb what I've done, finished things with my ex for you?
Just to get next you

[Pre-Chorus 1: Hello August]
Yes, I know that you sleep around
Don't wanna know how many girls go down on you
If I stop to think about it, then I never get through the day (hey)
Oh really, tell me what's a girl to do
I guess if I wanna be with you
Then I drink untill I don't know what I'm doing
Imma go get wasted

[Chorus: Hello August]
Fill my cup right to the top
Lets go get drunk again
Till we can't see straight now
Cause that makes us work somehow
Ain't no trouble when the bottle flows so let's pretend
That we ain't disfunctional
And fuck it, we're young
So let's get drunk again
[Verse 2: Hello August]
I took a pill for you
Stayed up all night flirting with another guy for you
Kissed him on the lips while standing right in front of you
Tryna make you jealous, but it seemed all right for you
Why the hell is it allright for you?

[Pre-Chorus 2: Hello August]
And I can't just sleep around
Cause I'm a girl and people would frown
Guess I'm stuck livin' in a real life fifty shades of grey (-ey)
And the only way I found
To pick my heart up off the ground
Is to drink untill I don't know what I'm doing
Come on, let's get wasted

[Chorus: Hello August]
Fill my cup right to the top
Lets go get drunk again
Till we can't see straight now
Cause that makes us work somehow
Ain't no trouble when the bottle flows so let's pretend
That we ain't disfunctional
And fuck it, we're young
So let's get drunk again (come-on)
[Verse 3: Travie McCoy]
It's Travie
Alright, this is my break, right?

They say the female of the species is more deadly than the male
Now if that's a fact, than boy watch your back, and don't get distracted by that tale
'Cause after about an hour in the shower, (?) on her lips
Yeah, she's divine and that's by design, so you can thank the Lord for what's between them' hips

Late femme fatale
She's got a body that are probably making (?) man lose his faith
But she's just a lost girl in a high cost world, placed to offer, she'll take the plate
(?), but who's to blame? (Huh) It ain't her fault, her inner-girls do the same damn things every night expecting a different result

[Chorus: Hello August & Travie Mccoy]
Fill my cup right to the top
Lets go get drunk again
Till we can't see straight now
Cause that makes us work somehow
Ain't no trouble when the bottle flows so let's pretend
That we ain't disfunctional
And fuck it, we're young
So let's get drunk again