H U S H 7 0 2 and Guy La Pointe - Drunk

I'm drunk on a budget but I'm going to make it happen we don't need no Club not no Club to get it cracking pour me a shot grab the bottle pass it around block off the road for get police who breaking ground it's like a shovel homie can you dig it turn up the speakers and let them b****** get to kickn it's locked like submission my Visions are on a mission for booty shaking and dice games up in the kitchen I have attention to pay for Bang & Square broad then introduce it to a gay w**** May 4th and the rest of the year I'm going to take shots drink beer little homie listen here I might not remember the words to tell you and Rhymes but I'm going to tell you what I'm thinking in my mind I've been drinking heavily so my liver is not going to like me get down how you live even if you live hyphy
Hook
I'm drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk man I'm f***** up
I'm drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk man I'm f***** up
I'm drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk man I'm f***** up
I'm drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk man I'm f***** up

Verse2
Evel Knievel when we roll with skeelows he knows that we roll i. doe like Don Vito I'm blowed and I'm drunk so give me Hot Cheetos this is the effects of about a gallon in the kilo I love to switch up words when I'm drunk to make them sound tight I'm like Mike I knock your lights right the height type bite pipes and dry heaves throw up on my sleeve I lost my ID but f*** it I'm still riding the smoke about a pack of hypes my homies got a package that look a little something like Mike and ikes I'm fighting dikes and preaching rights I'm tripping for no reason what the thesis is I'm right Peter Piper packed a pack of pickled peppers but I'm going to pick your ass off with the pistol and it's clear as ever ever clear got my ass hella faded and oh jus cuz I love it don't hate it
I'm drunk as shit dont know were I is or know what I did can someone help me wit this predicament that im in.

Hook
I'm drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk man I'm f***** up
I'm drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk man I'm f***** up
I'm drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk man I'm f***** up
I'm drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk man I'm f***** up

Verse3
I know my friend I am gone I don't know how I made it this far up in the song I'm sitting here drinking in my feelings crying because I love everybody and everybody is dying I try to hide the fact that I be living wit depression it really ain't no question off nothing I still be stressing. I should be counting blessings Instead of sitting here wishing that there was more drink in that bottle in the kitchen so I live wit conviction that problem we have to fix can't drive so walked but we found some bitches. Me ill take the midget my girls drunk to so she wit it. Ima hit from the back and be nasty and lick it the next thing I knew I woke up in a bathroom damn what the hell were did I get this tattoo......

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