BYOB Lyrics
| Song | BYOB |
| Artist | Yung Joc |
| Album | Hustlenomics |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : J. Robinson/P. Williams | |
| 作曲 : J. Robinson/P. Williams | |
| [Yung Joc] | |
| Joc Joc don't stop, oh my God you're so hot | |
| Catch me on yo' block with 4 Glocks and 4 shots | |
| Bet you niggas know not, try me like a ho not | |
| Niggas run in, kick the do', **** a do' knock | |
| Gotta make the quarter, I mix it with the soda | |
| I chop the **** and sell it with the Razor Motorola | |
| Hold up 'fore I have to load up, hollow tips they explode up | |
| Leave you ***** niggas wet as chocha stankin with the odor | |
| [Hook] | |
| Bring your own beer to the party - aight~! | |
| Bring your own beer to the party - aight~! | |
| Bring your own beer to the party mother****ers | |
| Cause I heard you came to have a good time - aight~! | |
| Alright, alright, alright, alright - ah let's go~! | |
| Alright, alright, alright, alright - ah let's go~! | |
| Alright, alright, alright, alright - ah let's go~! | |
| Alright, alright, alright, alright - let's go mother****er! | |
| [Yung Joc] | |
| Yeahhhhhhhh | |
| Yung Joc so jiggy, Lear Jet to yo' city | |
| Monday night, Magic City, thunderstorm when I'm tippin | |
| Ice game, super nifty, super kush, two for fifty | |
| Fat boy yellin out, pop bottles 'til I'm tipsy | |
| I like my chick booty big-o, lay my head on them big ole's | |
| Put her on her tiptoes, I get up in the middle | |
| I don't wine them, dine them, or rest have 'em | |
| I'm the #1 playboy, I press play and | |
| [Hook] | |
| [Yung Joc] | |
| Party like a rockstar, better yet, block bar | |
| Lighter to the ceiling, grab a beer, pop the top boi | |
| I.F. so clear, freezer burn both ears | |
| Elders say "Oh dear" when they hear I'm near | |
| Rubber burn first gear, platinum on my first year | |
| Wood on my sheer, put my wood all in her grill | |
| Roof on fire, sound the alarm | |
| We don't need water (let the mother****er burn) | |
| [Hook] | |
| [Yung Joc] | |
| Ha ha, 5 4 3 2, R-2-D-2 | |
| Let me see your robot, a little dance that we do | |
| Pyrite, no left, I'm hype, with no help | |
| On cloud 9 - heart racin like Corvette | |
| I need a material girl in a material world | |
| Give me slim on the backseat of my Imperial girl | |
| Go and show me what you work with, girl that's a perfect fit | |
| Hold up, stop, it hurts when you twist it | |
| [Hook] - to fade |
| zuo ci : J. Robinson P. Williams | |
| zuo qu : J. Robinson P. Williams | |
| Yung Joc | |
| Joc Joc don' t stop, oh my God you' re so hot | |
| Catch me on yo' block with 4 Glocks and 4 shots | |
| Bet you niggas know not, try me like a ho not | |
| Niggas run in, kick the do', a do' knock | |
| Gotta make the quarter, I mix it with the soda | |
| I chop the and sell it with the Razor Motorola | |
| Hold up ' fore I have to load up, hollow tips they explode up | |
| Leave you niggas wet as chocha stankin with the odor | |
| Hook | |
| Bring your own beer to the party aight! | |
| Bring your own beer to the party aight! | |
| Bring your own beer to the party mother ers | |
| Cause I heard you came to have a good time aight! | |
| Alright, alright, alright, alright ah let' s go! | |
| Alright, alright, alright, alright ah let' s go! | |
| Alright, alright, alright, alright ah let' s go! | |
| Alright, alright, alright, alright let' s go mother er! | |
| Yung Joc | |
| Yeahhhhhhhh | |
| Yung Joc so jiggy, Lear Jet to yo' city | |
| Monday night, Magic City, thunderstorm when I' m tippin | |
| Ice game, super nifty, super kush, two for fifty | |
| Fat boy yellin out, pop bottles ' til I' m tipsy | |
| I like my chick booty bigo, lay my head on them big ole' s | |
| Put her on her tiptoes, I get up in the middle | |
| I don' t wine them, dine them, or rest have ' em | |
| I' m the 1 playboy, I press play and | |
| Hook | |
| Yung Joc | |
| Party like a rockstar, better yet, block bar | |
| Lighter to the ceiling, grab a beer, pop the top boi | |
| I. F. so clear, freezer burn both ears | |
| Elders say " Oh dear" when they hear I' m near | |
| Rubber burn first gear, platinum on my first year | |
| Wood on my sheer, put my wood all in her grill | |
| Roof on fire, sound the alarm | |
| We don' t need water let the mother er burn | |
| Hook | |
| Yung Joc | |
| Ha ha, 5 4 3 2, R2D2 | |
| Let me see your robot, a little dance that we do | |
| Pyrite, no left, I' m hype, with no help | |
| On cloud 9 heart racin like Corvette | |
| I need a material girl in a material world | |
| Give me slim on the backseat of my Imperial girl | |
| Go and show me what you work with, girl that' s a perfect fit | |
| Hold up, stop, it hurts when you twist it | |
| Hook to fade |
| zuò cí : J. Robinson P. Williams | |
| zuò qǔ : J. Robinson P. Williams | |
| Yung Joc | |
| Joc Joc don' t stop, oh my God you' re so hot | |
| Catch me on yo' block with 4 Glocks and 4 shots | |
| Bet you niggas know not, try me like a ho not | |
| Niggas run in, kick the do', a do' knock | |
| Gotta make the quarter, I mix it with the soda | |
| I chop the and sell it with the Razor Motorola | |
| Hold up ' fore I have to load up, hollow tips they explode up | |
| Leave you niggas wet as chocha stankin with the odor | |
| Hook | |
| Bring your own beer to the party aight! | |
| Bring your own beer to the party aight! | |
| Bring your own beer to the party mother ers | |
| Cause I heard you came to have a good time aight! | |
| Alright, alright, alright, alright ah let' s go! | |
| Alright, alright, alright, alright ah let' s go! | |
| Alright, alright, alright, alright ah let' s go! | |
| Alright, alright, alright, alright let' s go mother er! | |
| Yung Joc | |
| Yeahhhhhhhh | |
| Yung Joc so jiggy, Lear Jet to yo' city | |
| Monday night, Magic City, thunderstorm when I' m tippin | |
| Ice game, super nifty, super kush, two for fifty | |
| Fat boy yellin out, pop bottles ' til I' m tipsy | |
| I like my chick booty bigo, lay my head on them big ole' s | |
| Put her on her tiptoes, I get up in the middle | |
| I don' t wine them, dine them, or rest have ' em | |
| I' m the 1 playboy, I press play and | |
| Hook | |
| Yung Joc | |
| Party like a rockstar, better yet, block bar | |
| Lighter to the ceiling, grab a beer, pop the top boi | |
| I. F. so clear, freezer burn both ears | |
| Elders say " Oh dear" when they hear I' m near | |
| Rubber burn first gear, platinum on my first year | |
| Wood on my sheer, put my wood all in her grill | |
| Roof on fire, sound the alarm | |
| We don' t need water let the mother er burn | |
| Hook | |
| Yung Joc | |
| Ha ha, 5 4 3 2, R2D2 | |
| Let me see your robot, a little dance that we do | |
| Pyrite, no left, I' m hype, with no help | |
| On cloud 9 heart racin like Corvette | |
| I need a material girl in a material world | |
| Give me slim on the backseat of my Imperial girl | |
| Go and show me what you work with, girl that' s a perfect fit | |
| Hold up, stop, it hurts when you twist it | |
| Hook to fade |
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