Letra de SHOT O’ CLOCK - Saweetie

We gon' turn up at the party

Takin' shots off of my body

Pour me up (London on the track, London on the track, bitch)

Go (We got London on the track)

Ayy

One shot, two shots, three shots (Ayy), shot o' clock

(Uno, dos, tres), shot o' clock

Diamonds in my cup, so I want it on the rocks

Pour it, pour it, pour it (Pour me up)

Pour it, pour it, pour it (Pour me up)

Pour it, pour it, pour it (Pour me up)

BYOB, don't be lookin' at my cup

Tonight we gettin' white girl wasted, ayy

Clique full off baddies, no basics, ayy

This gon' be an icy girl favorite, ayy

Shots got me leanin' like The Matrix

All my bitches bend over, look back at it, and buss it

I'm the one that made him buy you Birkins just to touch that

Wop-wop-wop-wop-wop, make them hips roll

Drop it down, get low (If you a bad bitch)

One shot, two shots, three shots (Ayy, uno, dos, tres), shot o' clock

(Uno, dos, tres), shot o' clock

Diamonds in my cup, so I want it on the rocks

(Uno, dos, tres), pour me up

Pour it, pour it, pour it (Pour me up)

Pour it, pour it, pour it (Pour me up)

BYOB, don't be lookin' at my cup

Ayy, he braggin' he got stars in the Wraith, lame

I'm tryna get stars on the Walk of Fame

Ayy, when it's this icy, you gotta slurp it

Crocodile boots, eat this apple like a serpent

White toes, steppin' on these bitches for my spot

Real Blasian bitch, I could whip it in a wok

Lil' bad B, face down, wop-wop

Bustdown cocaina, I'm the dopest on the block

One shot, two shots, three shots (Ayy, uno, dos, tres), shot o' clock

(Uno, dos, tres), shot o' clock

Diamonds in my cup, so I want it on the rocks

(Uno, dos, tres), pour me up

Pour it, pour it, pour it (Pour me up)

Pour it, pour it, pour it (Pour me up)

BYOB, don't be lookin' at my cup

We gon' turn up at the party

Takin' shots off of my body

Got me feelin' hella naughty

Sneaky link, don't tell nobody

(Uno, dos, tres), pour me up

(Uno, dos, tres), pour me up

(Uno, dos, tres), pour me up

Uno, dos, tres (BYOB, don't be lookin' at my cup)

If you don't finance her, you are not the answer

You said you want a sweetie with a body like a dancer

Ricky romancer, go and get your bands up

I'm sexy, now he tryna lick my water like a Cancer

I'm sexy, now he tryna lick my water like a Cancer

(Mwah)

(On the track)

(Pour it, pour it, pour it)

(Pour it, pour it, pour it)

London on the track, London on the track, bitch

London on the track, London on the track

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