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Verse 1: Yea, Ok I'm fucked up I ain't gun lie Ima' drunk drive Meditate,let the drunk ride Ima dive deep Levitate, but I ain't a mind freak Get behind me Then you on the right path Check my time sheet Reminds me, fucking 9 to 5 I just ride beats 9-5 pussy other time, Im on it The other 5 don't exist they mit Release chronic from my lips Ima trip, you on it or you is missing the fuck out Lucky I ain't catch a ride Fuck all them blue and whites Im tryna' catch a vibe I got my baggage packed Im feelin' mesmerized also intoxicated And feelin' Im destined to rise Pressure to pressurized Reggie in lessen the vibe So I, only keep the best to the left of my side This is that, 400 ah zip Im drunk as a bitch Sippin' out the fifth til im motherfuckin' blended or im sunk in a seat Hook: This here (here) Is one of them drunk nights (nights) Im wildin' ,Eddie twist the blunt tight Guess Im driving (driving) I ain't tryna say that Im sober So pray that them cops don't pull me over Yea yea , cause then its over x4 (Cop talking: Over, we gotta-we gotta- we gotta 10-9-100, highly highly intoxicated driver, we have to pull him over) Verse 2: Drunk driving, swimmin' in the sea of the funk Let me dive in This is not doctor prescribed I be vibin' Double L shot of patron No chase That's the shit that have me frozen in space Cold case The whole eighth vanish with no trace Manage its slow pace Bitches rotate,like the wheels of my 08' Smoke alot Crop these hoes out of the picture like it was Photoshop ----- Oh shit, I think that's cops right behind me (fuck) and I could run dog But they'll find me Shit, probably been swervin' for a minute And that police car faster then my civic Guess it's time for the... DUI Test,Ima walk lines Guess it's better then gun shots and sharp lines Took another sip, like shit it's hard times Then looked up in my rear-view, that ain't ah cop! So, fuck it! Hook: This here (here) Is one of them drunk nights (nights) Im wildin' ,Eddie twist the blunt tight Guess Im driving (driving) I ain't tryna say that Im sober So pray that them cops don't pull me over Yea yea , cause then its over x4 (Cop talking: Driver is definitely intoxicated, emerging from lane to lane, ahh potently a hazard) Verse 3: I ain't wasted Im in a in between groove Where I could operate a vehicle smooth Fully complacent,Yea My momma swear I ain't gun make it I continue to sip it and drive like she must be hatin' Debatin' on whether or not, Im gun stop this And whether the cops gun' watch this Or let it go and just let me keep livin' And then he went and made his decision I saw the lights like fuck! (Police siren goes on) (Ah fuck ) (Ah Shit) (We are so fucked dude, my mom is gun' fucking kill me) Caskey: Fuck how the fuck am I gun get out of this bro (Police walks up to vehicle) Police: Licence and registration please Caskey: Officer I didn't do shit Police: Licence and registration ! (you fucking asshole) Police: Sir have you been drinking tonight? Caskey: Officer what the fuck is that suppose to mean? (Just chill just chill) Caskey: No fuck, No fuck this Police: Sir, Ima need you to step out the car Caskey: HUH? Police: Step out the car! Caskey: FUCK... YOU *Car starts to drive off* (GO,GO,GO,GO) Hook: Yea,This here (here) Is one of them drunk nights (nights) Im wildin' ,Eddie twist the blunt tight Guess Im driving I ain't tryna say that Im sober So pray that them cops don't pull me over Yea yea ,(uh,uh) cause then its over x5 Yea best of luck to you, motherfuckers
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