Songtexte 9 Bottles - Phoenixinredd

(Cadence)

What ya need?
We got nine bottles with us, Drew Brees
Heard the party start at noon east time
By one she drunk, says she'll be fine
By two she gone off some cheap wine, yeah
By three, twelve come, hear the police siren
Four shots of Henny and she bleed my funds
Five shots, the speakers might deplete eardrums, yeah

TikTok might be the end of true hip-hop (Hip-hop)
Crop top in winter, but it ain't been hot (Been hot)
Vodka tonic on some ice, but we call em"the rocks" (The rocks)
Now she asking do I fuck without socks
Do I? (Do I?)
She been driving reckless, almost got DUI (DUI)
Grabba when she wake up, told her she be too high (Too high)
Fuck all of that fake love, I'm not here for new lies, nah
Out of me, you won't get that shit out of me (No you won't)
Powder blue new coupe what I'm tryna see (I am)
Pop a few from psychiatrists who crowded me (They did)
I can't pout due to doubt undoubtedly
Yeah
I need green like I'm Ceelo
Green like the slots at casinos in Reno
Green like the evergreen trees on the east coast
Green, then blue, cause I'm tryna see them C-notes, yeah

What ya need?
We got nine bottles with us, Drew Brees
Heard the party start at noon east time
By one she drunk, says she'll be fine
By two she gone off some cheap wine, yeah
By three, twelve come, hear the police siren
Four shots of Henny and she bleed my funds
Five shots, the speakers might deplete eardrums, yeah

I do this in my sleep
Can't stress enough how I do this in my sleep
Such a pessimist when I'm gone off the weed
Now I digress, I no longer do weed
Girl, come impress me, uh
My jumper wet-wetter than a jetski, uh
Dump her cause she tried to finesse me, uh
Fuck ya, all you did was to neglect me, uh
Played ya like a DS
I wear me a vest cause you come with a tech (What else?)
And some stress, and some sex, and a mess, okay
Cause these people only coming for a check, no way (Yuh)

What ya need?
We got nine bottles with us, Drew Brees
Heard the party start at noon east time
By one she drunk, says she'll be fine
By two she gone off some cheap wine, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
By three, twelve come, hear the police siren (Yeah, yeah)
Four shots of Henny and she bleed my funds (Oh yeah)
Five shots, the speakers might deplete eardrums (Damn)