| Don’t grab my keys when the party’s over
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| I drive better drunk than you do sober
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| I don’t know what you’ve been told
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| I’ve been drinkin since 12 years old
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| Started in 1988
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| Hanging at the liquor store real real late
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| I drunk a swallow, I drunk a cup
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| Drunk the bottle, I threw up
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| Over the years, I learned to pace it
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| Get kinda tipsy, but not that wasted
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| I like beer, but I love malt liquor
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| Cuz malt liquor, get me drunk quicker
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| Stop on the freeway, take a whiz
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| Hop in my Cadillac and handle my biz
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| I drive better drunk than I do sober
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| Cuz when I’m sober right
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| I think I can make through the, red light
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| Go, go, go, I hope I’m not dead right
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| But when I’m drunk, I know I can’t
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| So I ain’t, I drive like a saint
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| Drinkin is a class I did not flunk
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| I’m a Colt 45 certified drunk
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| I dropped outta school in 9−0
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| Became the world’s greatest wino
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| I drink at home, I drink at work
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| Ignore the boss, he just a jerk
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| I drink 12:00 in the day
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| Relax my nerve, serve my yay'
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| When my day go bad, I always drink
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| Calm down, relax and think
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| Only days we like to clown
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| A 24-ounce 'fore the sun go down
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| On weekends, that’s when it’s cool
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| To drink a 40-ounce, and act a fool
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| Once I get into that zone
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| I leave that beer and that liquor alone
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| I can barely walk, I can barely talk
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| But I can glide that Cadillac like a hawk
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| I ran from the cops in the rain
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| With my church shoes on
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| I drove from Palmdale, California to Compton
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| Drunk two 40-ounces, Old English 800, the club ended
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| All the homies left my in the parkin lot toe' back
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| Wasn’t nobody out there but me and the sheriff department
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| Fell asleep on the 14
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| Woke up on the 405
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| Fell asleep on the 405
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| Woke up on the 105
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| Fell asleep on the 105
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| Woke up in bed
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| Call that, uh, autopilot
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| But don’t try that at home; |
| I got skills
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| I am to liquor, what the Crocodile Hunter is to alligators
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| «These crocs, they’re not your ordinary crocs
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| «You gotta grab them in the mandible»
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| We can’t find no hotels man (you know what I’m sayin)
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| So we might have to drive
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| All day, and all night
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| I got some music
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| So it’s alright
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| All day, and all night
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| I got some music
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| It’s alright
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| Make you feel good
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| Rollin through the hood
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| With your windows down
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| Checkin out your sounds
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| Just lend me a light
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| No stress and strive, baby |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Drive Better Drunk , by - Afroman. Song from the album Afroholic...The Even Better Times, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп