| When there’s liquor in my system
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| When there’s liquor in my system
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| When there’s liquor in my system
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| Ain’t no telling what I might say
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| That just the liquor talking
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| That just the liquor talking
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| That just the liquor talking
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| That just the liquor talking
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| That just the liquor talking
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| That just the liquor talking
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| That just the liquor talking
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| That just the liquor talking
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| I’m liable to say anything when I’m off the brown
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| Fuck around and punch a nigga when I’m off the crown
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| Don’t hold me accountable for none of my actions
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| Pretty please forgive a nigga if I back slap ya
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| When I’m on the white, I be on my creep shit
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| Trynna find a young hot thottie just to sleep with
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| When I’m on that brown you know I’m on that fuck shit
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| All that ol' touching shit it get your ass stumped quick
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| My 5th filled with hoes and no niggas
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| Way too lit to take some post pictures
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| Brought sand to the beach just to roll swishers
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| I’m in the cut with a cup secluded from broke niggas like
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| When there’s liquor in my system
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| When there’s liquor in my system
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| When there’s liquor in my system
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| Ain’t no telling what I might say
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| That just the liquor talking
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| That just the liquor talking
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| That just the liquor talking
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| That just the liquor talking
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| That just the liquor talking
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| That just the liquor talking
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| That just the liquor talking
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| That just the liquor talking
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| When that liquor in my system ain’t no telling what I might say
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| Nigga seeing double so approach me the right way
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| (When you) Drunk and it’s dark and the bitch got a nice shake
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| Table full of liquor but I’m hoping she a light weight
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| Champagne pouring popping bands and corks
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| Came by myself but left with 4 up at the door (I did)
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| Liquor running through me now I’m pissing in the bushes
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| Motherfuckers pointing at me bad bitches looking (Hello)
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| Police tripping I shoot they ass a bird
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| Too fucking faded, I’m slurring all my words
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| I’m still on my shit though
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| Cleaner than a whistle, from the wish-a-nigga-woods
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| Out here waiting with my pistol like
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| When there’s liquor in my system
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| When there’s liquor in my system
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| When there’s liquor in my system
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| Ain’t no telling what I might say
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| That just the liquor talking
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| That just the liquor talking
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| That just the liquor talking
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| That just the liquor talking
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| That just the liquor talking
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| That just the liquor talking
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| That just the liquor talking
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| That just the liquor talking |