Pretty, Please

[Hook: KO-JO Cue] If this is but a dream don’t wake me up, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah If this is but a dream I can't get enough, can't get enough And how did I end up right here with you? After everything that I've been through You keep getting colder, grab me a Gulder, wake me up when it’s over Damn I hate being sober [Verse 1: KO-JO Cue] (uh) And maybe I'm getting drunk when you wake me up (uh) And maybe I'm getting drunk when I make enough (uh) And baby I don't want your love I'm lusting for trust (uh) Somebody hand me a cup With a bunch of shots in it, shots in it Pull full of liquor and I dive in it Pull full of liquor I'm a die in it Room full of women, I'm alive I don't even know ma limit I'm just drinking till it’s finished Finish another bottle and end up inside a model Women love me like Sosa When I'm sober Loving on my cobra Forgive me for my faux pas [Bridge: KO-JO Cue] (Pour up) pretty please, pretty pretty please (Take shots) pretty please, pretty pretty please (Pour up) pretty please, pretty pretty please (Faded) pretty please (Faded) pretty please (Faded) [Verse 2: KO-JO Cue] (uh) And maybe I'm getting drunk to mask up the pain (uh) And maybe I'm getting cos I'm still ashamed (uh) And maybe I'm getting drunk to live for today And when I wake up tomorrow, I'll get drunk again I don't need a reason for it I don't need a season for it I don't even need me for it Just a woman that will freely pour it Let it burn ma soul Let it burn ma whole Being and freeing my demons Meaning I'm seeing my penis spilling semen Inside a ho ... Hahaa Yo! [Bridge: KO-JO Cue] [Hook: KO-JO Cue] [Verse 3: Blackway] (uh) Henny on deck I just need some coke to complete that mix My old girl here but I’m acting like I ain't see that chick Telling me that you fell in L.O.V.E, that quick? Girl, maybe I’m just way too drunk to even believe that shit So leave that shit, at home, whatchu think I never seen that flick? My niggas still drive me around, man I got no car Cause she liable to key that shit, I don’t need that shit Be that as it may, she could front like she ont even seem that sick And do it well enough to even have me surprised That she hating on the chick I have my seat back with I am not prepared, told my brother, tell me when the spot is clear I’m drinking till what you saying is not as clear And prolly get a couple more shots in here, shots in here, shots in here Now I’m ready to give her the time of her life cos she say she want it Wishing my SAT scores could be close to the shit that I’m drinking that's eighteen hundred