Puke and Rally Songtext
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Oh,
Here we go, Gonna hit the turntables, and start the show,
Here come, the committee with the plastic cups.
The theme of the party is to get fucked up
Beer and shots, beer and shots,
Yeah I feel sick
There's wine in a box? Pass it down.
But the room is spinning
Excuse me while I take a minute
[I'd be drinking to get crunk, and I'd be puking all up in the club]
Here we go, Gonna hit the turntables, and start the show,
Here come, the committee with the plastic cups.
The theme of the party is to get fucked up
Beer and shots, beer and shots,
Yeah I feel sick
There's wine in a box? Pass it down.
But the room is spinning
Excuse me while I take a minute
[I'd be drinking to get crunk, and I'd be puking all up in the club]
He's ok!
CHORUS:
I threw up,
Now I'm back and I'm ready to party
Oh way oh,
Rally Hard, cause I'm a rock star
And I don't care bout nothing,
And I don't stop, turn it up, oh oh
Yeah, you thought I was gone.
Yeah you thought that was all I had
I threw up
And I'm went down, but I'm not going out like that
You got to Puke and Rally!
Ahem, Attention of the room, yes you.
We're gonna do a shot I invented, everybody take two.
What is it?
Grey goose, Patron, and Jello
Bill Cosby's Soviet Sombrero, You're crazy Maybe, but please recall, I'm drunk as fuck and high as balls
I'm telling y'all, I'm gonna started trend.
Call it a comeback,
I'm do it again,
[I'd be drinking to get crunk, and I'd be puking all up in the club]
REPEAT CHORUS
[Dance]
Pre-party jungle juice,
Beer pong to Bacardi in 100 proof,
smoking menthols with mouthfuls of dip
Got a cup full of Jack, and a cup full of spit,
Shouldn't have ate those shrooms, hit those whippets hey..
Smoke that weed, I shoulda hydrated
I'm hallucinate, am I gonna die,
Just saw Abraham Lincoln fight a monkey and a samurai.
When you're down on the ground, hear the crowd, chanting get up, get up.
When you're down on the ground, hear the crowd, changing get up get up
When you're down on the ground, hear the crowd, changing get up get up
Hear the crowd, chanting, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up,.. up up up, up
Everybody!
REPEAT CHORUS
CHORUS:
I threw up,
Now I'm back and I'm ready to party
Oh way oh,
Rally Hard, cause I'm a rock star
And I don't care bout nothing,
And I don't stop, turn it up, oh oh
Yeah, you thought I was gone.
Yeah you thought that was all I had
I threw up
And I'm went down, but I'm not going out like that
You got to Puke and Rally!
Ahem, Attention of the room, yes you.
We're gonna do a shot I invented, everybody take two.
What is it?
Grey goose, Patron, and Jello
Bill Cosby's Soviet Sombrero, You're crazy Maybe, but please recall, I'm drunk as fuck and high as balls
I'm telling y'all, I'm gonna started trend.
Call it a comeback,
I'm do it again,
[I'd be drinking to get crunk, and I'd be puking all up in the club]
REPEAT CHORUS
[Dance]
Pre-party jungle juice,
Beer pong to Bacardi in 100 proof,
smoking menthols with mouthfuls of dip
Got a cup full of Jack, and a cup full of spit,
Shouldn't have ate those shrooms, hit those whippets hey..
Smoke that weed, I shoulda hydrated
I'm hallucinate, am I gonna die,
Just saw Abraham Lincoln fight a monkey and a samurai.
When you're down on the ground, hear the crowd, chanting get up, get up.
When you're down on the ground, hear the crowd, changing get up get up
When you're down on the ground, hear the crowd, changing get up get up
Hear the crowd, chanting, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up,.. up up up, up
Everybody!
REPEAT CHORUS
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