Lyrics Klink - Live - T-Pain

All she wanna do is drink, drink, drink
I got five chains on, my shit go clink, clink, clink
All she wanna do is
I got five chains on, my shit go
Mmm, mmm, mmm

Man, I got her drinkin' partner, she a straight fool with it
I don't know what to do with it
I try my best to get it off mine, and on her chest
I'm 'bout to show her how to fool with it, oh
All skeet, skeet
She love the sound of my clink, clink
I told her I could shut the whole city down
Got her runnin' to the store for the TP, uh
Now she need me on a weekly basis
You ain't gotta see-see me
I just wanna see them freaky faces, oh
Hookah, hookah, got her tootin' that booty on up
Yo, I grab that rooter tooter, bring that booty to me
We done sex enough, we got to fuck
She goin' loosey goosey, I go willy nilly
She gon' put the deucy in the cup, oh
I don't wanna screw-screw it up, oh
She just need some more Remy at home
But I'ma still need that eleven fifty
'Cause a Bentley don't ride on pussy thoughts alone
Unless you wanna get in your shit, come get me
It sound like a better plan to me
'Cause that nigga spendin' all his money on you
He sound like a better man than me

'Cause all I wanna do is drink, drink, drink
I got five chains on, my shit go clink, clink, clink
All I wanna do is
I got five chains on, my shit go
Mmm, mmm

That wasn't part of the show, we just, uh