Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Whiskey & Patron , by - Murs. Release date: 15.03.2018
Song language: English
Whiskey & Patron |
| Huh |
| Fuck (bleep), I never liked them niggas |
| I don’t care if I see 'em and have to fight them niggas |
| Fuck it, they fell off, so imma bleep 'em out |
| Used to be the ones now they the ones nobody speaking 'bout |
| Funny how this rap game will change you |
| Have you coming at people from the wrong angles |
| But, bitch, I’m from the City of the Angels |
| Keep on talking shit, fuck around and get strangled |
| Hol' up, back to the peaceful vibe |
| '93 at The Palace we was seein' Tribe |
| This Puerto Rican girl, she tried to G me |
| Now I know she jealous when she see me on the TV |
| (Ha!) Rap karma 101 |
| She tried to play me out and used to treat me like a bum |
| And look, she probably still don’t give a fuck |
| But now I’m living my dreams she never would’ve been enough |
| Whiskey and Patron |
| It’s midnight and I’m gone |
| Just turned off my phone |
| Bitch, leave me alone |
| Whiskey and Patron |
| It’s midnight and I’m gone |
| Just turned off my phone |
| Bitch, leave me alone |
| I know I’m mixing my liquors, but they both dark |
| And put the flash on that picture, because we both dark |
| Got the homies from Dago, they live in North Park |
| 619, Mitchy Slicky be the Mozart |
| My homies at Pokez, they got them hot plates |
| Catch me after Comic Con on a hot date |
| 5'10″, brown skin, and we mo' than friends |
| Underground, underdog, going for the win |
| Every city I go to, you know they love me |
| 'Cause most rappers be bougie and acting ugly |
| They be acting all stuck up and I be showing love |
| Catch me out on my scouts and we going to the club |
| I only wear my chain on the special nights |
| Really peaceful and humble but been in hella fights |
| Right now I’m hustlin', ensuring my kids a better life |
| Ask your sister, she banged me, she say I’m hella nice |
| Whiskey and Patron |
| It’s midnight and I’m gone |
| Just turned off my phone |
| Bitch, leave me alone |
| Whiskey and Patron |
| It’s midnight and I’m gone |
| Just turned off my phone |
| Bitch, leave me alone |
| Vizzy ride a Seven beat like it got handlebars |
| Had to learn to handle liquor just to handle bars |
| In New York hoppin' in and out of yellow cars |
| Cause the kid turn styles without a metro card |
| Back when Don was young without a buck |
| Doin' Saki bombs with moms I like to fuck |
| Skin tone mixed like the drank in my cup |
| Take sour with the skunk you could taste through the blunt |
| Niggas fake from the jump when they in the studio |
| You take a shot at Don better be Julio |
| I be M.I.A. |
| with M-i-l-a Kunis though |
| Drinkin' Jim Beam, girls tryin' to get a movie role |
| (Oooh) Been shootin' for stars like paparazzi |
| Comments comin' in I never went in kamakazi |
| I might’ve went ghost and Seven might’ve went Tommy |
| If you niggas can’t find me I’m probably with a dime piece |
| Drinkin'- |
| Whiskey and Patron (Play, this song) |
| It’s midnight and I’m gone (Play, this song) |
| Just turned off my phone (P-P-Play, this song) |
| Bitch, leave me alone (Play, this song) |
| Whiskey and Patron (When ya play, this song) |
| It’s midnight and I’m gone (Play, this song) |
| Just turned off my phone (Play, this song) |
| Bitch, leave me alone (Play, this song) |