Lyrics Too Many Bottles - Trevor Jackson

Y'all really tryina go to the club, man?
"Yeah nigga, let's go"
I was just tryin' to chill tonight
For real, I ain't tryina do all that
"Nah, bro, ain't nobody chillin', man, we partyin"'
We got a table?
"You already know we got a table"
You sure we got a table?
"We got a table, bad bitches, everything you need"
Fill it up, get a taste
Girl, that's what it's made-made for
Can't let none go to waste
Know you've had a long, long day
Girl let's be bad
Let's do some shit we gon' regret in the morning
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout
I'll be your daddy
So go and back it up on me just how you wanna (Back it up)
I'm feelin' wavy
You know I got me some tequila
Took a shot, I'ma reload quick
I swear she bad
Could be the Seagram's gin
Could be the Tito's
Henny? No, I shouldn't mix
Too late, I'm feelin' it (Oh yeah)
I got too many bottles
There's too many bottles in me
In this club
Said, I got too many bottles
Too many bottles in me
In this club, in this club
And I swear I won't be turnin' down for nobody (No)
I'ma stand on couches while I'm sippin' on Bacardi
I got too many bottles, yeah
Too many bottles in me
In this club, in this club
I ain't gonna lie, for you I'd wait
I don't usually do that, but I will
I'd wait all night just to see your legs
Wrapped around my face
Know you think I won't, but, girl, I will
Girl, I'm so sorry
I've said too much, I'm just drunk
But I meant every sentence, yeah, a nigga meant it
Also I'm tryna lick until I hear you cry out, cry out
You know I got me some tequila ('Quila)
Took a shot, I'ma reload quick
I swear she bad (Bad)
Could be the Seagram's gin
Could be the Tito's (Vodka)
Henny? No, I shouldn't mix (No, no)
Too late I'm feelin' it
I got too many bottles
There's too many bottles in me
In this club
Said, I got too many bottles
Too many bottles in me
In this club, in this club
And I swear I won't be turnin' down for nobody (No)
I'ma stand on couches while I'm
Sippin' on Bacardi ('Cardi, 'Cardi, 'Cardi)
I got too many bottles
Too many bottles in me
In this club, in this club
If you lit ("Ayy")
And you plenty thick ("Ayy")
Baby take a sip ("Ayy", hook it up)
Put it too your lips ("Ayy", hook it up)
If you lit ("Ayy")
And you plenty thick ("Okay")
Baby take a sip ("Ayy", hook it up, ayy)
Go on, put it too your lips ("Ayy")
I got too many bottles
There's too many bottles in me (Too many, too many bottles, baby)
In this club
Said, I got too many bottles
Too many bottles in me (Ah, ah yeah)
In this club, in this club
And I swear I won't be turnin' down for nobody (No, I won't)
I'ma stand on couches while I'm
Sippin' on Bacardi ('Cardi, 'Cardi, 'Cardi)
I got too many bottles (Ohh)
Too many bottles in me
In this club
In this club