| Na na na naaa
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| Na na na naaaaaa
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| Real nigga, fuck with me, uh
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| Na na na naaaaaa
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| All these drunk bitches, all these bitches
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| Standing in line, snapping them pictures
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| Don’t complain 'bout nothing to do
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| I’m coming for you
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| I say
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| All these drunk bitches, all these bitches
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| Standing in line with nothing to do
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| I’m coming for you
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| Real nigga, fuck with me
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| Aw hell, with this buck fifty
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| Fist full, grip full
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| How I’m 'posed to live comfortably good?
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| Kick up my feet on IKEA
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| Let’s re-up on cheeba I snatched from this dealer
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| Whom I met in high school but, since the teachers ain’t reach us
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| Through the cracks, blink deeper
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| Another liter of whiskey is speeding up my liver
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| A culmination of issues I get for fucking with her
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| Here’s a rose to all the baddest hoes
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| And glitz and glamour that we exhibit, should we unfold
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| I’m on the road to women with fake hooters
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| Swimming through the waters, avoiding these barracudas
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| Am I the victim or the shooter?
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| This is Jesus versus Judas
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| All these drunk bitches, all these bitches
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| Standing in line, snapping them pictures
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| Don’t complain 'bout nothing to do
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| I’m coming for you
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| I say
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| All these drunk bitches, all these bitches
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| Standing in line with nothing to do
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| I’m coming for you
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| Bang bang, repeat, duck down, what now?
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| Cop cars, outlaws outside of that rundown
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| Just wanna get fucked up, no need to get dumped out
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| Bad bitches so ambitious, hope ambulances don’t come 'round
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| What a great way to close out a good evening
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| Look me in the eye, what do you believe in?
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| Superstition, that supernatural flow
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| Snort up her nose, with her eyes closed
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| Now we counting hoes everywhere we go
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| She got too drunk, I got to blown
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| This is leather gripping, paper flipping with the roof missing
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| Vroom vroom, 'scurt off in the new edition
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| What a contradiction, hide her hate behind the lipstick
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| Choose ya poison, while expecting me to fix it
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| Now, bring the noise in, throw it back until ya hurl
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| In the end, it’s you and me against the world
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| All these drunk bitches, all these bitches
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| Standing in line, snapping them pictures
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| Don’t complain 'bout nothing to do
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| I’m coming for you
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| I say
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| All these drunk bitches, all these bitches
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| Standing in line with nothing to do
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| I’m coming for you |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Drunk Bitches , by - After The Smoke. Song from the album Microwaves, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп