Bottoms Up

Hey, who's coming with me
 To kick a hole in the sky?
 I love the whiskey
 Let's drink that shit till it's dry
 So grab a Jim Beam, J.D., whatever you need
 Have a shot from the bottle, doesn't matter to me
 'Nother round, fill 'er up
 Hammer down, grab a cup, bottoms up
 This is what it's all about
 No one can slow us down
 We ain't gonna stop until the clock runs out (bottoms up)
 Hell can't handle all of us
 So get your bottles up
 Drinkin' every drop until it all runs out
 'Nother round, fill 'er up
 Hammer down, grab a cup, bottoms up
 Bottoms up
 So grab your best friend
 And make your way to the bar
 But keep your distance
 We're gonna light it on fire
 We're drinking Black Tooth, 80 proof, straight gasoline
 Slam as much as you can take and hand the bottle to me
 'Nother round, fill 'er up
 Hammer down, grab a cup, bottoms up
 This is what it's all about
 No one can slow us down
 We ain't gonna stop until the clock runs out (bottoms up)
 Hell can't handle all of us
 So get your bottles up
 Drinkin' every drop until it all runs out
 'Nother round, fill 'er up
 Hammer down, grab a cup, bottoms up
 Bottoms up
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 This is what it's all about
 No one can slow us down
 We ain't gonna stop until they throw us all out
 Hell can' handle all of us
 So get your bottles up
 Drinkin' every drop until it all runs out
 This is what it's all about
 No one can slow us down
 We ain't gonna stop until the clock runs out (bottoms up)
 Hell can't handle all of us
 So get your bottles up
 Drinkin' every drop until it all runs out
 'Nother round, fill 'er up
 Hammer down, grab a cup, bottoms up
 'Nother round, fill 'er up
 Hammer down, grab a cup, bottoms up
 Hey, bottoms up