Subele a la greibol

Turn up the greibol serve me a black label
To lower the high because I'm already twisting
Turn up the greibol serve me a black label
To lower the high, I'm already biting sideways

For once let it be black label because I prefer Scotch
Like the big bosses, the one from the cartel drinks it
Double and on the rocks without water or coke
With just three ice cubes to scrape my mouth
Buddy, get another bag to sleep on the brick
No matter even if it's applied
The night is very long without parrots to chat
I've been three days without sleep
And today I want to see the dawn even if my nose bleeds
I've decided, you see I'm hurt
Don't ask the reason because then I won't forget it
Serve yourself another whisky, start drinking with me
Because in the party and the craziness, friends are known
And you turn up the greibol, I like that song.

Turn up the greibol serve me a black label
To lower the high because I'm already twisting
Turn up the greibol serve me a black label
To lower the high, I'm already biting sideways.

Here's a bag of washed up just for my buddy
Throw some lines and another drink to forget
And don't worry now, you enjoy yourself
You know that here no one argues about the reason
Buddy, if you want to keep going, we'll keep going
Here we stay with pure cool whisky
Shaken not stirred like Sinatra used to drink
If you need to tell me something, tell me with confidence
Because that's what we're here for (bastard)
To lighten all the burdens that the heart carries
Let's toast to what we have and nothing more
Let's light the firewood to smoke
Because in the party and the craziness, friends are known
And in the party and the craziness is where we met.

Turn up the greibol serve me a black label
To lower the high because I'm already twisting
Turn up the greibol serve me a black label
To lower the high, I'm already biting sideways

It would be bad if it were sorrows running through my veins
But I'm happy to tell you that this time it's not the problem
I toast to the women, to the wine and friends
I toast to those who support me and those who have already gone
I toast to life, I toast to my people
I toast to the luck that my holy death gave me
And from so much toasting the whisky is gone
Now bring me a tequila, the pain is forgotten
My watch says it's already 5 o'clock
Well, let's not run out of parrot because we've already seen the dawn
And you turn up the greibol, I like that song.

Turn up the greibol serve a Jose Cuervo
Even if the whisky runs out, we keep having fun
Turn up the greibol serve a Jose Cuervo
Because I want to get drunk like my town gets drunk
Turn up the greibol