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Swimming Pools (Drank)

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111

Words

878

Album Tracks

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Produced by T-Minus
Intro

Pour up (Drank), head shot (Drank)

Sit down (Drank), stand up (Drank)

Pass out (Drank), wake up (Drank)

Faded (Drank), faded (Drank)

Verse 1

Now, I done grew up round some people livin' their life in bottles

Granddaddy had the golden flask, backstroke every day in Chicago

Some people like the way it feel, some people wanna kill their sorrow

Some people wanna fit in with the popular, that was my problem

I was in a dark room, loud tunes, lookin' to make a vow soon

That I'ma get fucked up, fillin' up my cup, I see the crowd mood

Changin' by the minute and the record on repeat

Took a sip, then another sip, then somebody said to me

Chorus

"Nigga, why you babysittin' only two or three shots?

I'ma show you how to turn it up a notch

First, you get a swimming pool full of liquor, then you dive in it

Pool full of liquor, then you dive in it

I wave a few bottles, then I watch 'em all flock

All the girls wanna play Baywatch

I got a swimming pool full of liquor and they dive in it

Po-pool full of liquor, I'ma dive in it"

Post-Chorus

Pour up (Drank), head shot (Drank)

Sit down (Drank), stand up (Drank)

Pass out (Drank), wake up (Drank)

Faded (Drank), faded (Drank)

Verse 2

Okay, now open your mind up and listen me, Kendrick

I am your conscience, if you do not hear me, then you will be history, Kendrick

I know that you're nauseous right now and I'm hopin' to lead you to victory, Kendrick

If I take another one down, I'ma drown in some poison, abusin' my limit

I think that I'm feelin' the vibe, I see the love in her eyes

I see the feelin', the freedom is granted as soon as the damage of vodka arrived

This how you capitalize, this is parental advised, and apparently, I'm over-influenced

By what you are doin', I thought I was doin' the most 'til someone said to me

Chorus

"Nigga, why you babysittin' only two or three shots?

I'ma show you how to turn it up a notch

First, you get a swimming pool full of liquor, then you dive in it

Pool full of liquor, then you dive in it

I wave a few bottles, then I watch 'em all flock

All the girls wanna play Baywatch

I got a swimming pool full of liquor and they dive in it

Po-pool full of liquor, I'ma dive in it"

Post-Chorus

Pour up (Drank), head shot (Drank)

Sit down (Drank), stand up (Drank)

Pass out (Drank), wake up (Drank)

Faded (Drank), faded (Drank)

Bridge

I ride, you ride, bang

One chopper, one hundred shots, bang

Hop out, do you bang?

Two chopper, two hundred shots, bang

I ride, you ride, bang

One chopper, one hundred shots, bang

Hop out, do you bang?

Two chopper, two hundred shots, bang

Chorus

Nigga, why you babysittin' only two or three shots?

I'ma show you how to turn it up a notch

First, you get a swimming pool full of liquor, then you dive in it

Pool full of liquor, then you dive in it

I wave a few bottles, then I watch 'em all flock

All the girls wanna play Baywatch

I got a swimming pool full of liquor and they dive in it

Po-pool full of liquor, I'ma dive in it

Post-Chorus

Pour up (Drank), head shot (Drank)

Sit down (Drank), stand up (Drank)

Pass out (Drank), wake up (Drank)

Faded (Drank), faded (Drank)

Segue

Sherane

Sherane (Pool full of— and we-and we dive in it, in-in it)

Sherane, Sherane

(Wat-watch 'em all flock) Aw, man

(Girls wanna play, play, play) Sherane

Where is she takin' me? (I got)

Where is she takin' me? (Po-pool full of liquor, I'ma dive in—)

Verse 3

All I—, all I—, all I—

All I have in life is my new appetite for failure

And I got hunger pain that grow insane, tell me, do that sound familiar?

If it do, then you're like me, makin' excuse that your relief

Is in the bottom of a bottle and the greenest indo leaf

As the window open, I release everything that corrode inside of me

I see you jokin', why you laugh? Don't you feel bad? I probably sleep

And never ever wake up, never ever wake up, never ever wake up

In God I trust, but just when I thought I had enough

Skit

They stomped the homie out over a bitch?

K-Dot, you good, blood?

Now we can drop— yeah, we can drop you back off

That nigga's straight, man, that nigga ain't trippin'

We gon' do the same ol' shit

I'ma pop a few shots, they gon' ru— they run opposite way

Fall right in ****'s lap

And he gon' tear they ass up, simple as that

And I hope that bitch that set him up out there, we gon' pop that bitch too

Wait hold up, ayy, I see somebody

*Car door opens and gunshots are fired*

Aha, got them niggas

K-Dot, you good? ****, you good?

Yeah, blood, I'm good, Dave, you good? Dave?

Dave, say somethin'

Dave?

These bitch-ass niggas killed my brother

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Kendrick Lamar

Kendrick Lamar Duckworth is an American rapper, songwriter, and record producer from Compton, California. Widely regarded as one of the greatest rappers of all time, he has won multiple Grammy Awards and was the first non-classical, non-jazz musician to win the Pulitzer Prize for Music.

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