Lyrics Knock It Back - Virus Syndicate , Teddy Killerz

Pour it knock back pour another keep em comin′
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I phone Nik and for finger an pour the Rum and the Ginger
I keep on necking em back, I'm never letting em linger
Then get a bottle of Vody, drink it for fun, it′s a hobby
I met a girl at the bar, she′s got a hell of a body,
I'm getting messy it′s blessy, so let me go a bit harder,
Order a pitcher of lager and mix it up with tequila,
I need a breather, it's Peng,
Yeah, I′m a G to the end,
If she ain't coming back to mine...
I′m a leave with her friend!
Bring another bottle to the back of the club yo,
Any minute now I'll be sobering up, an I really wanna see her a pole
Going low like a pogo, Virus hyping her up!
Better get her ready, when I get into the element,
I'm betting that I′m bedding her and do it like a veteran!
Cos I wanna pop-pop open it up, while I get a back rub with an oil an peppermint EH!
Turn the music up!
Knock it back, loosen up, bottle of Jack, and goose to sup
Double the shots your taking, but still keeping it cool, not wasted
Gonna be making a movie later, better I clean my bedroom up!
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You might see me in the club with the rest man dem, just on random one
Two bottles of Moet & Chandon here comes deezal hand him one
Then I go in shot of patron, black Sambuca, let it be known
Used to drink Sailor Jerry, but they now I don't
Then I′m off to the next location, nuttin ain′t gwarnin, I'm impatient
Plus I′m blazed and losing motivation
On to the next one left a couple gyal on a vex one said I would text one
And I respect none, Badman wifey, but now she's his ex-one
Yeah, we go to Hilton practice making better children
Roll over pop the Brignac plus light the blue stilton
Filthy is my only guilty leisure pleasure
I work hard and go hard in equal measure
An I′m out catch up with the man dem back a random one unplanned
And it's in the casino we go boost my ego win a few grand
Then I go in shot of patron black Sambuca let it be known
Yo I′m twisted to match Henny call a cab I'm going home
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