| Too hungover, just come over
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| I can’t be alone now, come and hide with me
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| Too hungover, come get closer
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| I won’t be sober, stay inside with me
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| Verse 1 (Cee):
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| Uh, eh, ma, I hear ya, I’ma reach, still
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| I just need a quick minute, keep chill
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| When I touch down, we gon' tear it up
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| On your duck down, getting buck wild, dear, chill
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| Off of Bellwoods and Four Winds
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| Hazy OJ and I’m feeling it more, kid
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| I ain’t wrap it up but I’m killin' like four fifths
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| And baby, come tomorrow, know your drive is exhausted
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| Spent last night kinda black out
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| Woke up and I ain’t going back out
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| Hit it like I should, then relax now
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| Girl, let’s park our ass on th damn couch
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| Eh now, skip breakfast, ain’t even a brunch ting
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| Blinds closd, sweat pants, we disgusting
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| Both of us a hot mess, 'fore we even got dressed
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| I’m just tryina smash, dip, mission accomplished, but we just
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| Hook (D'Eve Archer):
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| Too hungover, just come over
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| I can’t be alone now, come and hide with me
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| Too hungover, come get closer
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| I won’t be sober, stay inside with me |