Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stay A While, artist - Mikey b. Date of issue: 25.01.2015
Song language: English
Stay A While |
| Guess what? |
| I ain’t coming in yet |
| I’ll come in in a minute |
| Ah-yo this is my love song |
| It goes like this |
| Back when Mark Wahlberg was Marky Mark |
| This is how we used to make the party start |
| We used to mix hen' with Bacardi Dark |
| And when it kicks in you can hardly talk |
| And by the sixth gin you gon' probably crawl |
| And you’ll be sick then and you’ll probably barf |
| And my prediction is you gon' probably fall |
| Either somewhere in the lobby or the hallway wall |
| And everything’s spinnin' |
| You’re beginning to think women are swimmin' in pink linen |
| Again in the sink |
| Then in a couple of minutes that bottle of Guinness is finished |
| You are now allowed to officially slap bitches |
| You have the right to remain violent and start wildin' |
| Start a fight with the same guy that was smart eyein' you |
| Get in the car and start it and start drivin' |
| Over the island and cause a 42 car pile up |
| Earth calling, pilot to co-pilot |
| Looking for life on this planet sir, no sign of it |
| All I could see is a bunch of smoke flyin' |
| And I’m so high that I might die if I go by it |
| Let me out of this place I’m outta place |
| I’m in in outter space, I’ve just vanished without a trace |
| I’m going to a pretty place now where the flowers grow |
| I’ll be back in an hour or so |
| 'Cause every time I go to try to leave (Whoa) |
| Somethin' keeps pullin' on my sleeve (Whoa) |
| I don’t want to but I gotta stay (Whoa) |
| These drugs really gotta hold on me (Whoa) |
| 'Cause every time I try ta tell 'em no (No) |
| They won’t let me ever let 'em go (Go) |
| I’m a sucker all I gotta say (Whoa) |
| Is drug’s really gotta hold on me? |
| In third grade all I used to do |
| Was sniff glue through a tube and play rubix cube |
| Seventeen years later I’m as rude as you |
| Schemein' on the first chick with the hugest boobs |
| I got no game and every face looks the same |
| They got no name so I don’t need game to play |
| I just say whatever I want, to whoever I want |
| Whenever I want, wherever I want, however I want |
| However I do show some respect to few |
| This ecstasy has got me standin' next to you |
| Gettin' sentimental as fuck, spillin' guts to you |
| We just met but I think I’m in love with you |
| But you’re on it too so you tell me you love me too |
| Wake up in the morning like «Yo what the fuck we do?» |
| I gotta go bitch, you know I got stuff to do |
| 'Cause if I get caught cheatin' then I’m stuck with you |
| But in the long run these drugs |
| Are probably gonna catch up sooner or later |
| But fuck it I’m on one so let’s enjoy |
| Let the X destroy your spinal chord, |
| So it’s not a straight line no more |
| So we walk around lookin' like some windup dolls |
| Shit stickin' out of our backs like a dinosaur |
| Shit six hits won’t even get me high no more |
| So bye for now I’m gonna try to find some more |
| Cause every time I go to try to leave (Whoa) |
| Somethin' keeps pullin' on my sleeve (Whoa) |
| I don’t want to but I gotta stay (Whoa) |
| These drugs really gotta hold on me (Whoa) |
| 'Cause every time I try ta tell 'em no (No) |
| They won’t let me ever let 'em go (Go) |
| I’m a sucker all I gotta say (Whoa) |
| Is drug’s really gotta hold on me? |
| That’s the sound of a bottle when it’s hollow |
| When you swallow it all |
| Wallow and drown in your sorrow |
| And tomorrow your probably gonna want to do it again |
| What’s a little spinal fluid between you and a friend, screw it |
| And what’s a little bit of alcohol poisoning? |
| And what’s a little fight? |
| Tomorrow you’ll be boys again |
| It’s your life live it however you want to |
| Marijuana is everywhere, where was you brought up? |
| It don’t matter as long as you get where you’re goin' |
| 'Cause none of this shit’s gonna mean shit where we’re goin |
| They tell you to stop but you just sit there ignorin' |
| Even though you wake up feelin' like shit every morning |
| But your young you got a lot of drugs to do |
| Girls to screw, parties to crash, sucks to be you |
| If I could take it all back now I wouldn’t |
| I would’ve did more shit that people said that I shouldn’t |
| But I’m all grown up now and upgraded |
| And graduated to better drugs and updated |
| But I still gotta a lot of growin' up to do |
| I still gotta whole lot of throwin' up to spew |
| But when it’s all said and done before I know it |
| I’ll be forty with a forty on the porch tellin' stories |
| With a bottle of Jack, two grand kids on my lap |
| Babysitting for Hailey, while Hailey’s out gettin' shmashed |
| 'Cause every time I go to try to leave (Whoa) |
| Somethin' keeps pullin' on my sleeve (Whoa) |
| I don’t want to but I gotta stay (Whoa) |
| These drugs really gotta hold on me (Whoa) |
| 'Cause every time I try ta tell 'em no (No) |
| They won’t let me ever let 'em go (Go) |
| I’m a sucker all I gotta say (Whoa) |
| Is drug’s really gotta hold on me? |
| 'Cause every time I go to try to leave (Whoa) |
| Somethin' keeps pullin' on my sleeve (Whoa) |
| I don’t want to but I gotta stay (Whoa) |
| These drugs really gotta hold on me (Whoa) |
| 'Cause every time I try ta tell 'em no (No) |
| They won’t let me ever let 'em go (Go) |
| I’m a sucker all I gotta say (Whoa) |
| Is drug’s really gotta hold on me? |
| Drugs really got a hold on me |
| Really got a hold on me |
| 'Cause drugs really got a hold on me |
| They really got a hold on me |