Lyrics:
Well he rode into the bar around 8
Ordered a bottle, yeah, you know he got paid
Lookin’ to fuck or he was lookin’ to fight
You could judge by
In a box that solves problems
Standing in line
to see What he'll get
She walks on by
Skips the queue
Mam what can we do for you
Barbaras here for
a rhyme and change the whole subject
And still flow, and freak the whole public
It can't be done, especially by a crab MC
Who came out the crack rehab
You
don't even regret it
Cuz I can't even remember how I did it Mum is feeling sympathetic
Cuz now I'm stuck in rehab and I'm begging for forgiveness
These
chase
I don't pray much but I can see god in this bottle
Drip on the glass and I drown full throttle
Akimbo drinks in my hands looking like a model
to show you how this man can ride.
Better bring another bottle with you baby
If you really want to party then lets make it swing
Right into the morning.
need to spend my cash
Cos my swag’s not hard to see
Cos my swag don’t lie
You can’t deny
You feeling right yeah
You’ll be alright
Just being by my side
't afford water bottles (Yuh)
Can't afford water bottles
Can't afford water bottles (No water)
Can't afford water bottles (No water, nah)
I hijack cars
One night got me two hoes
Two hoes got me four bottles
Four bottles cost me eight racks, all of that I'll make back tomorrow
Eight racks cost me four
and I'm goin' to rehab (back up please, back up)
I'm goin' to fuckin' rehab
The feds done followed me for three years
Fuck, fuck 'em
Ghetto
Yeah, can
Damn, it can't get no worse than this 'cause I done hit rock bottom
I'mma get up on a muthafuckin' sack and a big ass bottle to solve all my
(DAMN!)
All them girls is on the flo’
Love to see ya booty roll
In the club poppin bottles
We got mollies
And lots of dro
Can you feel it in ya
Please understand that I am now in
Rehab is not a place to be
So I deal, with it myself
Addiction is everyone's problem
Do you feel my problems coming in
Going back to rehab, and i'll admit that i'm scared
Going back again now, and I ain't even prepared
Said i'm packing up my bags now
I'll give you
will beat your ass down
Don't judge a man by his size
When you're a bitch
Who can't fight
La la la la la
but I need that
All my exes think I need rehab
On the dark side
I go Darth Vader
Gotta let it go
Cause I know I'm major
Got a pour libation
Healthy
Little more effects
And I can't resist
So we get funky in the house
You know what I'm sayin'?
L.L. Cool J style
What?
This ain't on a pop tip
Little more effects
And I can't resist
So we get funky in the house
You know what I'm sayin'?
L.L. Cool J style
What?
This ain't on a pop tip
Little more effects
And I can't resist
So we get funky in the house
You know what I'm sayin'?
L.L. Cool J style
What?
This ain't on a pop tip
road, all alone and by myself
Wish I could blame the whiskey, but I can only blame myself
Running out of chances, and Lord that's such a crime
I got
still young and immature
I'd rather be inside a liquor store
Copping a bottle or hitting the mall My niggas
Always flexing on them gram got me thinking
bottles
Off the loud like what the fuck
We in this bitch we turnt up
Popping bottles we turnt up
Cloud 9 we turnt up
Loud music we turnt up
Got to hit
we don't give a fuck
It's not your birthday!
Hip Hop Music
Hip Hop Music
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X
Can you catch lightning in a bottle
Can you catch me cause here I am
Can you catch lightning in a bottle
Lightning in a bottle, that's who I am
Can
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