| Take away my phone when I’m drinkin'
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| 'cause I’ll be drunk textin' like what the hell 'm I thinkin'
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| I’ll be textin' this girl, that girl
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| Thinkin' Imma mac girls, but end up lookin' stupid
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| Well I guess I had it backwards
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| Naw! |
| Just playin', what the hell 'm I sayin'?
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| Haven’t had a wink of sleep & just flew in from dayton
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| Wuh-owww, be fadin' away gettin' faded all day
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| So, pass me a bottle of patron,
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| Gimme 'bout a half an hour ill be on the phone
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| Hittin' you up, «are you awake?» |
| «are you home?»
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| Textin' me back like «mike, what the fuck you on?»
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| Man! |
| I need you to tell me I’m embarassin' myself
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| Put my phone away,
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| And leave it on the shelf 'till im sober.
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| 'Til the night’s over, I can’t be doin this when im older
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| I’ll be the king of drunk textin'
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| And it feels good to be flexin'
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| On this pretty girl and her best friend
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| While the one right here’s undressin'
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| Guess I’ll never learn my lesson
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| Never listen to the suggestions
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| Close my eyes and I’ll rest them
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| Forever be destined to look like a fool, yeah
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| Look like a fool, yeah
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| I hear my conscience telling me to leave this girl alone
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| But it’s talking to me through a bad connection on the phone
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| So I’m doin' it anyway
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| All the shit im gonna say I probably won’t mean tomorrow
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| Fuck it. |
| It’s another day-ay-ay-ay
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| I always say too much in text,
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| Leadin' all these groupies on, cause I don’t even want the sex
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| And to be honest I don’t mean the things I’m sayin'
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| I hope that you ain’t serious, 'cause baby I’m just playin'
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| I’m just try’na hear you say you like me better than you do
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| You don’t really ask for all the pictures that you’re sendin’you
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| I don’t really need 'em, prob’ly just delete 'em
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| Just confirmed that you’re a ho, and I don’t wanna see 'em
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| But I’ll tell you what my friends think. |
| Once I let my friends see
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| You should prolly think about the shit you’re gonna send me
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| Catch me in the moment when I’m drunk, and I’ll be friendly
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| 'Cause I ain’t serious, babe I’m just havin' fun pretendin'
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| I’m the king of drunk texting
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| And it feels good to be flexin'
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| On this pretty girl and her best friend
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| While the one right here’s undressin'
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| Guess I’ll never learn my lesson
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| Never listen to the suggestions
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| Close my eyes and ill rest them
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| Forever be destined to look like a fool, yeah
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| Look like a fool, yeah
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| 'Cause I’m the king of drunk textin'
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| And it feels good to be flexin'
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| On this pretty girl and her best friend
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| While the one right here’s undressin'
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| Guess I’ll never learn my lesson
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| Never listen to the suggestions
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| Close my eyes and ill rest them
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| Forever be destined to look like a fool, yeah
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| Look like a fool, yeah |