Текст песни Way Too Many Shots - Jacquees

(Haus)
(That nigga nice)

Way too many shots, now you in my bed
Got a man, but you'd rather be with me instead
I'ma kiss all on your body, and leave no regrets
Baby, I'm gon' put you down, put you to the test, yeah
You know the difference when you're with him, I know
You feel the distance (ooh, yeah)
You know the difference
That's why you keep tellin' me you miss it

It's four o'clock in the mornin' and you missin' me (right)
I know you're there with him (what?)
You should be here with me (uh-huh)
I think about the time we spend together constantly (I do)
Fuckin' you how you like it all in my backseat (yeah)
Music to my ears when I hear you moan (that's a vibe)
He blowin' up your phone (right)
I gotta get you home (no cap)

Feels so right like we did nothin' wrong (we did nothin')
Late night, droppin' you off
Like he better not ask 'bout it (yeah)
Gaslight him (oh)
Text me while he sleepin' on your side
We developed bad habits
One too many drinks and we back at it
Fuckin' like addicts, no, oh (you know how we do it)

Way too many shots, now you in my bed (way too many)
Got a man, but you'd rather be with me instead (but you'd rather) (I know that)
I'ma kiss all on your body, and leave no regrets (no regrets) (none)
Baby, I'm gon' put you down, put you to the test, yeah (for sure)
You know the difference when you're with him, I know (yeah, what? What? What?)
You feel the distance (ooh, yeah) (yeah)
You know the difference
That's why you keep tellin' me you miss it

Fuck long distance (yeah)
Fuck phone calls, fuck FaceTime, I'm on a mission (nah)
Fuck long flights, I'm on a jet, I gotta get it
Fuck on the bed, fuck on the floor, fuck in the kitchen (uh-huh)
This my private show, fuck all night, no intermission
Girl, I give you inches (inches) (fo' sure)
Would you have my princess (princess)

Love you down to your knees (I'll always provide)
And I promise not to leave your side (your side)
One shot (one shot)
Two shots, three shots, four (four)
Five shots (five shots)
Six shots, seven shots, more
I'm goin' all in, baby, if we drink some more
I'm goin' all in, all in, yeah

Way too many shots, now you in my bed (way too many)
Got a man, but you'd rather be with me instead (but you'd rather)
I'ma kiss all on your body, and leave no regrets (your body)
Baby, I'm gon' put you down, put you to the test, yeah
You know the difference when you're with him, I know
You feel the distance (you, you know)
You know the difference
That's why you keep tellin' me you miss it (that's why)

You miss it
Yeah, oh, yeah
Yeah, mmm, woo, hey