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What a Great Night [F&D Remix] Hilltop Hoods (Ft. DJ Kansel & DJ Sum-1)
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[Intro]
“Hilltop”
“Eh”
“Rock the house, Hilltop”
“Eh”
[Verse 1]
This is for the hopeless, the homeless, the brokest, the dopest
The smokers, the jokers on opiates and coke
It's your choice, I won't judge ya tonight
'Cause I'm paralytic (uh), I ain't lookin' to lose a fight, so
Put your hands up if you're not too drunk to stand up
If you're bombin' up the toilets, put your man up
And put your can up, spray it in the air, mate
Check out my man, fuck, it's all goin' pear-shaped
They call me Suff', when I'm drunk they call me "Fuck off"
Head under the bar tryna drink the runoff (Can you get this guy away from herе?)
I'm a one of a kind; I'll rhyme ‘til I'm cut off
Or just too fuckin' blind to get onе off
Don't call me son of a bitch; I'm the son of an angel
When the sun of the mornin' hits, it's so painful
These all-nighters are killin' me
But it's all right, are you feelin' me?
[Chorus]
And it's all love, and it's alright
Till we're all drunk, then it's all fights
Then it's all over, go home, go sleep
Wake up, get sober, what a great night
And it's all love, and it's alright
Till we're all drunk, then it's all fights
Then it's all over, go home, go sleep
Wake up, get sober, what a great night
“Hilltop”
“Eh”
“Rock the house, Hilltop”
“Eh”
[Verse 1]
This is for the hopeless, the homeless, the brokest, the dopest
The smokers, the jokers on opiates and coke
It's your choice, I won't judge ya tonight
'Cause I'm paralytic (uh), I ain't lookin' to lose a fight, so
Put your hands up if you're not too drunk to stand up
If you're bombin' up the toilets, put your man up
And put your can up, spray it in the air, mate
Check out my man, fuck, it's all goin' pear-shaped
They call me Suff', when I'm drunk they call me "Fuck off"
Head under the bar tryna drink the runoff (Can you get this guy away from herе?)
I'm a one of a kind; I'll rhyme ‘til I'm cut off
Or just too fuckin' blind to get onе off
Don't call me son of a bitch; I'm the son of an angel
When the sun of the mornin' hits, it's so painful
These all-nighters are killin' me
But it's all right, are you feelin' me?
[Chorus]
And it's all love, and it's alright
Till we're all drunk, then it's all fights
Then it's all over, go home, go sleep
Wake up, get sober, what a great night
And it's all love, and it's alright
Till we're all drunk, then it's all fights
Then it's all over, go home, go sleep
Wake up, get sober, what a great night
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