Lyrics Sunglasses & Advil - Horseshoe G.A.N.G.

Sunglasses & Advil

Last night was mad real, haha
Pound sign, true story
Last night, I don’t remember shit
All I remember is that I don’t remember shit
Empty bottles, empty vows
Plenty models, ran plenty miles
In, you would think I’m running a relay
Teenage girls passing my baton to they team mates
I’m buzzing like a muhfucking beehive
I’m faded like my junior high levi’s
And the rest is all black
She recognize me, but I ain’t recognize back
Head thumping, nose all stuffed
Bed covered with some hoes I don’t trust
Kinda scary cause all I see is her clothes, scattered
But I don’t see no condoms on the floor, or wrappers
Shaking off my weekend coma
Put on my backpack and reached in for my…
Sunglasses & Advil, Sunglasses & Advil, Sunglasses & Advil
Last night was mad real (x2)
I’m in my bed hungover, I put on my shades before the light sets in
Like the hat of a coal miner, I’m light headed
I woke up with a stripper on my lap man
What she was doing can’t even consider a lap dance
Last night I was ramming in that kitty
My dick was examining that kitty, call it cat scan
I brought a lot of kegs, she brought her best friend
She in college man, she got the best head
She a henny sipper, her friend’s a titty licker
She was bottle fed, her friend was breast fed
Now where’s my Advil, head heavy, anvil
Like I carry 10 times my weight, I know how ants feel
I’m disorientated, ironically, I become
More of a colorful person the more I get faded
We party hard on some Project X shit
Only way I get arrested with my…
Last night was mad real 'n, I was mad chillin'
Feeling on bad chicks, call that a bad feeling
It was full of glass filling
Full of acting the fool and ass, full of ass feeling
What’s ass for a feelin
I woke up using a girl’s ass as my pillow
Condom on, I don’t know who I smashed but it’s still on
Trynna figure out who’s number this is on my headboard
Why am I wearing a bra like a eye patch over my head for
I don’t get it, I’ll admit it
I don’t remember much, but these chicks won’t forget it
Guess we acted a Eeyore cause girl’s sleepin' on the floor
On my couch I see 3 more, they fucking up my décor
But as soon as they awake, part 2 is on
We gon' misplace our remotes, we gon' lose control
I’mma tell one my children on my pride and joy
And since I won’t, you can swallow my pride, enjoy!
Hey, we the only sober niggas but we can’t go to sleep
(We remember everythang man you ain’t gonna believe
Nothing but scattered ass, dames on they knees)
Doing sick thangs that they try to blame on the E
(Bitches saying, I don’t know what came over me)
That was me, when I fucked around and came on her cheeks
(Yeah it’s looking like we trynna film Hangover 3)
Bitches on the track try to run the train on me
(Ice had the models)
Luci had the ice and the bottles and the cups
Plus, Kenny had the herb lit
(But it all started when Dice told the first bitch
Come here, damn you got ass ma
You assmatic, I’m a crack addict, ask why)
But then told her you look mean in that coach
You mad fly, that’s why they all brought they ass by