[Hook: Big KRIT]
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We drank, we smoke, drank and we smoke
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We drank, we smoke, drank and we smoke
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We drank, we smoke, drank and we smoke
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You can smell it on my breath
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You can smell it on my clothes that we
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We drank, we smoke, drank and we smoke
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We drank, we smoke, drank and we smoke
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We drank, we smoke, drank and we smoke
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You can smell it on my breath
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You can smell it on my clothes that
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[Verse 1: CyHi]
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Catch me rolling up some medical
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This shit it look like vegetables
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I'm on that gas, I call it Texaco
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I'm on that Cali not that Mexico
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17 in the clip, I got that Plaxico
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Roll a blunt while I'm driving, professional
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I'm so high, I think I'm extraterrestrial
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And your bitch is highly accessible
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She seen my busting down the swisher sweet
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With more chains on that Mr. T
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She came here asked me can she hit the tree
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But I notice that she came with a clique of freaks
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She say she 24 just enrolled in grad school
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I told her roll up, she said I'd be more than glad to
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She's on my cashews so I poured her a cup
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Then she asked, can my girls have a glass too, because
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[Hook]
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[Verse 2: Big KRIT]
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I'm highed up, light up, and I've been that way since I po'ed that 4
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Roll it up and let me smoke that dojo even though I don't smoke no more
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Grip the wheel while I swang them bows, skyscraping on 24
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Reserved the feeling, and bring it back some more
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Can't feel my head but my eyes are low
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Gotta get to cloud 9, I got a couple more miles to go
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They hear the weed outside, I never smelled this loud before
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Got a bitch that love to smoke and fuck
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When she take shots she done head too
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With 3 or 4 or 5 or 6 of them thangs
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She get hella-loud when we bang
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Plus my neighbors always complain, cause I'm never sober
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Pissing on the curb when I'm over could wait but the yard is just closer
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Ain't shit, I don't give a fuck, and I don't give a damn
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They holler at the window are you thowed
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I said, yes I am cause
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[Hook]
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[Verse 3: Yelawolf]
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Mix it up with some hydrocodone
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And I'm off to the O zone
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For the way, I'm gonna pack no dough
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With a sack of old clothes get my rowboat on
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Get the fuck out the dodge in my Charger
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But I don't need no phone cause I can't call it
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But I might need a cab to call home, cause I'm an alcoholic
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Lick, lick, lick the stamp and send it
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The address is college, 6, 6, 6, 6, with a kiss and the envelope [?]
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Have I been drinking tonight, well can't you smell it
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I drown myself in whiskey like a fish I try to inhale it
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Don't need no P90X to get a 6 pack up on my stomach
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It's a goal of mine to hit the goal line with the [?] until I vomit
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Make you party like a white boy, wake up and regret
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Then relive it like you didn't do it, the night before like you never said it
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Motherfucker - Catfish Billy's never off his mojo
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So you better put down that brandy, like you better off with no logo
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Radio's under a tree, that Shady good music
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Now put your straw with your cup and get fucked up in some just do it
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Or just straight off a glass bottle that's how troops do it
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Got your bitches bitch on this shit, 2 scoops of fruit nuggets
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And your 100 proof fluid, soaked in LSD, chew it
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Now you want more, minus 2 of the 3 stooges
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We drank, we smoke, it's me stupid
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[Hook]
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Drank Smoke
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CyHi Da Prynce |