LTFU (One More Time)

[Intro] Time, one more time One more time One more time One more... [Verse 1] Yeah, we gonna do it uh For the nights in the past we ain't do enough For the unforgettable nights we couldn't take in Cause we were to busy guzzlin the gin All in, til we spew it up My city love me so whenever I'm home I get the messages saying that it is on Tell my homie Seven order up another zone Me and Dubo getting high, Slim pouring the patron In the club nights, the ciroc boys in the building bitch Motherfuck VIP I'm trying to see all the girls in the crowd get wild And which one of em is trying to suck D-I-C Somebody go and tell the DJ to play my shit "Man I'm so Cleveland", yeah thats my shit Bottles all gone, take a few more sips All these hoes got money, so im filthy rich Rich, got they rich, and they love to spend it all on my click They know we don't like clothes so they strip Sign my name all across they tits, shit Now where we at next? I dont know but wherever we go don't dress Half naked and my chucks still fresh Half baked but I'm not no chef Yes, let me hit it one more time like Brittany Let me get 9 more shots like 50 Bitch I hustle, but I ain't Nipsey Bitch I rage, who gets tipsy? Last call for alcohol So all the hoes go and get in my bed And I say hoes cuz I mean more than one Ima freak, so girl go and grab your friend, kellz [Hook] One more time, Kells, Kells, Kells One more time (x4) Smokin out, pourin up Keep a drink up in my cup (x3) Smokin out, pourin up LACE THE FUCK UP [Verse 2] And I'm, back on my bullshit Walk in the room can you smell that ugh shit Speed it up energetic Red Bull shit '93 Michael Jordan red bull shit And I'm so MVP, Derrick Rose ain't got shit on me And I fuck like a porn star All of the girls no I dont play ball But they know that I got that D I am on Jets, no NYC Now I'm in stores like FYE Saw my face on MTV She suckin with no hands like an amputee God dammit I'm me, dammit I'm Kells I don't cuff hoes, what I look like jail? I just fuck hoes, and I fuck them well And make them pay me, call that bail Bottles on me like a newborn Gotta put the crew on Pull up to the party in an all black Yukon Presidential shit, but I dont got a suit on No shirt, gotta keep it hot like Tucson And I rage, and I rage, better than yall Any day, any place, bet I go hard Step into the party and the cameras go awe Little bit of liquor when im in my drawers Oh naw, hell naw I am wilder than a muther fucker, ain't I? I can smoke all your weed dude, can't I? I be smoking shit that make you do the macarena I be on the east side, living with the gangster I be fucking your bitch, she is a complainer Cause she be screaming real loud like a singer Let me hit it, let me hit it, one more time [Hook x2]