[Verse 1]
Late night calls, feelin' slightly faded
Free alcohol at the club, that shit's overrated
Call up Liquor Locker, bring me apple vodka
Shawty, yeah, yeah, yeah, you know that I could do you proper
Pour you a drink, would you please
Stop fussin' with your Samsung?
I call your bluff, why you playing?
I ain’t that girl you should play games on
'Cause I could do you proper, like I was a doctor
This is an emergency, hurry up, call the Liquor Locker

[Chorus]
Liquor, liquor, Liquor Locker
Have ya, have ya, have ya talking way too much
Way too much, way too much
Got me textin', callin', it's 2:30 in the morning
Tryna wake you up, where you at?
I might put a Uber on you, I might have to pull up on you
Pick you up, fuck you up, get you some of this
Liquor from the Liquor Locker
Have ya, have ya, have ya talking way too much

[Verse 2]
Don't listen to Ciara, she be talkin' crazy
She say I'm a savage, that bitch just be hatin'
I just think you're worth it, please don't take it personal
But by the way you talk, I know that I could do you proper
Pour you a drink, is it me, or is one of us romantic?
Don't be so stiff, move your hips
I ain't that girl until you're dancin'
'Cause I could do you proper
Like I was a doctor
This is an emergency, hurry up, call the Liquor Locker
[Chorus]
Liquor, liquor, Liquor Locker
Have ya, have ya, have ya talking way too much
Way too much, way too much
Got me textin', callin', it's 2:30 in the morning
Tryna wake you up, where you at?
I might put a Uber on you, I might have to pull up on you
Pick you up, fuck you up, get you some of this
Liquor from the Liquor Locker
Have ya, have ya, have ya talking way too much

[Verse 3]
Drinkin' Bombay 'til we all fucked up
I was drinkin' Bombay 'til I had to throw up
I was boolin' with a baddie from the Bay Area
Couldn't make it up the stairs, had to get carried up
Way too much Adderall, I can't sleep now
Kush got my eyes low, can't see now
Orange Tesla got me on ten right now
If I get him naked, I'mma sin right now
Bet I hit it proper? Fuck you real proper
Have you screaming "oh yeah"
Touch all on your body, feelin' on your body
Fuck all on your body, yeah
Too many drinks and all these drugs
Way too much, way too much, way too much
So please, get off your Samsung
And let's do this 'til the sun comes, oh
[Chorus]
Liquor, liquor, Liquor Locker
Have ya, have ya, have ya talking way too much
Way too much, way too much
Got me textin', callin', it's 2:30 in the morning
Tryna wake you up, where you at?
I might put a Uber on you, I might have to pull up on you
Pick you up, fuck you up, get you some of this
Liquor from the Liquor Locker
Have ya, have ya, have ya talking way too much

[Outro]
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