Lyrics The Pink Amazon - Izzar Thomas

Ooh, shit, damn, ooh, shit, damn
Ah, ha ha, welcome, to The Pink Amazon
Fellas, ima need y'all to gon head & grab yall
A lady, ya knowmsayin, haha, & ladies
Yall just look beautiful & dance, but yea
Every Monday night, right here at
The Pink Amazon, lets go
Crazy, falling out the car
On that brown liquor faded
Got me feeling so, wavy
But I'm good, Im good
I can handle my liquor, obvious
Obviously that's a lie
You know it better than I
All of this bumping & grinding
Got me wanna lay the pipe
Like a plumber, give you this cucumber
Eggplant, popsicle
Shoot up your club with my pistol
Finally sobering up, think ima need a few more
Shots, because like this ain't it
Im tryna feel, I'm tryna feel
What yall feeling ya know
Im tryna feel how yall feel
Ooh, shit, damn, ooh, shit, damn
Ooh, shit, damn, ooh, shit, damn
Like, I'm not on that level anymore &
I'm tryna get back to that level, like
I'm coming down &
I'm tryna go back up ya know
Up is the only way to go, ya know
Up is the only way to go, yea
I've been down this road before
It's always the same thing
But this time it's wonderful
Cus I'm with ya baby
& I,wouldn't
Trade this feeling
For anything yea
I'm falling in-love
All up on this dancefloor
All over again yea, yea, yea
Cus she, she got the moves man
Like, like Her body, body looking like a snake
Right now & I'm tryna be a
I don't know how snakes have sex
But um, you know how
When you take a shot
& That shit hit your chest & it feels like uh
It feel like
Ooh, shit, damn, ooh, shit, damn
Ooh, shit, damn, ooh, shit, damn
Ooh, shit, damn, ooh, shit, damn
Ooh, shit, damn, ooh, shit, damn