'Nother round, fill 'er up, This is what it's all about, no one can slow us down. Hell can't handle all of us, so get your bottles up. Drinkin' every drop until it all runs out. We ain't gonna stop until the clock runs out. (Bottoms up) Hammer down, grab

I love to love ya baby I need a crunk tight nigga Makes seven figgas Laced with a platinum Not the silver shit nigga X to L stigga Now don't get me wrong cause I'm not a ho But I know what I got you can't handle though

I can't handle no liquor But these bitches can't handle me I can't control my niggas And my niggas they can't control me You say you know me, my nigga But you really just know the old me Callin' up your uncle's place Shit's all over the place I don't

I don't want to see you or feel you I don't want to look into your eyes I don't want to touch you or miss you I just want to love your memory tonight I can't handle all this pain all we ever do is fight anyway Why we even tried I haven't a clue With

'Cause I still got a lot of leavin' left to do I guess the Lord made me hard to handle So lovin' me might be a long shot gamble So before you go and turn me on Be sure that you can turn me loose These old boots still got a lot of ground They ain't

She ain't waitin' on twenty-one candles, she ain't missin' not a minute of fun She ain't worried about one day older, pretty little rebel on the run She ain't tryin' to be hard to handle, she gonna do what a girl gonna do She ain't waitin' on twenty-one

I didn't know you'd be insane She's twisted, he's a rebel, she's sick, he's hard to handle The worst part of all is he just don't care She's twisted like a rope, that is wrapped around his throat Dreams can be so deceiving Pain in my neck, thorn in my

I am ready, ready as anybody can be 'Cause I'm ready, ready as anybody can be I am ready for you, I hope you're ready for me I am ready for you, I hope you ready for me I got an axe handle pistol on a graveyard frame That shoot tombstone bullets, wearin'

I can give you what you want I forgot some good old lovin' And I got some in store You got to come back for more 'Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle, now, gets around Pretty little thing, let me light your candle' I'm the man on the scene

I love you, Porgy Don't let him take me Don't let him handle me If you can keep me I want to stay here With you forever And drive me mad I've got my man And I'll be glad