Dark Indie Soul / Alternative Blues – haunted love, brooding romance, cinematic and poetic[Intro – hyped, teasing]
Yeah… yeah…
Dollar for dollar…
Shots lined up, bottles poppin’, hands on everything!
[Verse 1 – snappy, raunchy, human voice]
Walk in the club, pockets full, feelin’ swole,
Bartender pour it up, tequila down my throat.
Cheeks in motion, grindin’ on the floor,
Pussy poppin’, titties bouncing, always wantin’ more.
Glow sticks swingin’, bass knockin’ my spine,
Vodka shots and beer lines, sippin’ fine.
Lips collide, tongue-tied, moves on display,
Dollar for dollar, we wildin’ out all day.
[Pre-Hook – teasing, rhythmic]
Bounce like Bitcoin, hips on the rise,
Pussy poppin’, bodies hypnotized.
[Hook – heavy, ridiculous]
Shake that floor, make the club go crazy,
Ass everywhere, girls and guys goin’ hazy.
Hands on the goods, lips on the peaks,
Dollar for dollar… yeah, we slappin’ cheeks!
[Verse 2 – innuendo overload, alcohol & drugs]
Grind on the floor, sippin’ rum in my hand,
Lines in the bathroom, pills in demand.
Booty bouncing, like it owns the room,
Smoke clouds rise, we party in full bloom.
Shots of tequila, beer cans fly,
Glowsticks waving, liquor in my eye.
Booty poppin’, twerk battles insane,
Dollar for dollar, cheeks never the same.
[Pre-Hook – hype build]
Bounce breaker vibes, floors never survive,
Hands on the assets, everybody arrive.
[Hook – reprise, louder]
Shake that floor, make the club go wild,
Ass everywhere, everybody goin’ wild.
Hands on the goods, lips on the peaks,
Dollar for dollar… we slappin’ cheeks!
[Bridge – chaotic, funny, extra raunchy]
Booty like NFTs, rare as hell,
Vodka, rum, shots—everybody yell.
Glow and grind, pills in the mix,
Dollar for dollar, cheeks never miss.
Pussy pop, lips collide, titties bounce,
Lines of coke, everybody tryna announce.
Hands in the air, drinks on the floor,
Dollar for dollar… give me some more!
[Verse 3 – turn up the party]
Bong rips in the corner, beer cans explode,
Grind on your girl, booty overload.
Liquor dripping, tongues everywhere,
Dollar for dollar… no fuckin’ care.
Glowsticks flashin’, bass shakin’ walls,
Titties and ass, man… I want it all.
Shots to the face, we’re gettin’ lit,
Dollar for dollar, tonight’s a hit.
[Outro – fading, wild]
Night ends, pockets empty, cheeks still alive,
Dollar for dollar… we survived!
Shots, blunts, pussy poppin’ vibes,
Hands on everything, that’s the life!
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Masterdkassovic
