SHOT O’ CLOCK Lyrics – Saweetie
SHOT O’ CLOCK Saweetie Lyrics
We Gon’ Turn Up At The Party
Takin’ Shots Off Of My Body
Pour Me Up (London On The Track, London On The Track, Bitch)
Go (We Got London On The Track)
One Shot, Two Shots, Three Shots (Ayy), Shot O’ Clock
(Uno, Dos, Tres), Shot O’ Clock
Diamonds In My Cup, So I Want It On The Rocks
Pour It, Pour It, Pour It (Pour Me Up)
Pour It, Pour It, Pour It (Pour Me Up)
Pour It, Pour It, Pour It (Pour Me Up)
BYOB, Don’t Be Lookin’ At My Cup
Tonight We Gettin’ White Girl Wasted, Ayy
Clique Full Off Baddies, No Basics, Ayy
This Gon’ Be An Icy Girl Favorite, Ayy
Shots Got Me Leanin’ Like The Matrix
All My Bitches Bend Over, Look Back At It, And Buss It
I’m The One That Made Him Buy You Birkins Just To Touch That
Wop-Wop-Wop-Wop-Wop, Make Them Hips Roll
Drop It Down, Get Low (If You A Bad Bitch)
One Shot, Two Shots, Three Shots (Ayy, Uno, Dos, Tres), Shot O’ Clock
(Uno, Dos, Tres), Shot O’ Clock
Diamonds In My Cup, So I Want It On The Rocks
(Uno, Dos, Tres), Pour Me Up
Pour It, Pour It, Pour It (Pour Me Up)
Pour It, Pour It, Pour It (Pour Mе Up)
BYOB, Don’t Be Lookin’ At My Cup
Ayy, He Braggin’ He Got Stars In Thе Wraith, Lame
I’m Tryna Get Stars On The Walk Of Fame
Ayy, When It’s This Icy, You Gotta Slurp It
Crocodile Boots, Eat This Apple Like A Serpent
White Toes, Steppin’ On These Bitches For My Spot
Real Blasian Bitch, I Could Whip It In A Wok
Lil’ Bad B, Face Down, Wop-Wop
Bustdown Cocaina, I’m The Dopest On The Block
One Shot, Two Shots, Three Shots (Ayy, Uno, Dos, Tres), Shot O’ Clock
(Uno, Dos, Tres), Shot O’ Clock
Diamonds In My Cup, So I Want It On The Rocks
(Uno, Dos, Tres), Pour Me Up
Pour It, Pour It, Pour It (Pour Me Up)
Pour It, Pour It, Pour It (Pour Me Up)
BYOB, Don’t Be Lookin’ At My Cup
We Gon’ Turn Up At The Party
Takin’ Shots Off Of My Body
Got Me Feelin’ Hella Naughty
Sneaky Link, Don’t Tell Nobody
(Uno, Dos, Tres), Pour Me Up
(Uno, Dos, Tres), Pour Me Up
(Uno, Dos, Tres), Pour Me Up
Uno, Dos, Tres (BYOB, Don’t Be Lookin’ At My Cup)
If You Don’t Finance Her, You Are Not The Answer
You Said You Want A Sweetie With A Body Like A Dancer
Ricky Romancer, Go And Get Your Bands Up
I’m Sexy, Now He Tryna Lick My Water Like A Cancer
I’m Sexy, Now He Tryna Lick My Water Like A Cancer
(Mwah)
(On The Track)
(Pour It, Pour It, Pour It)
(Pour It, Pour It, Pour It)
London On The Track, London On The Track, Bitch
London On The Track, London On The Track
