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c-trox - blacked out lyrics

[verse 1: c-trox]
yeah, i could game at the crib, full keg
picked up a couple of bottles, you know that i’m lit
took a few shots of the moonshine, whew
you know what it is, i see what i bought
i know i’m in trouble, that’s all i been blamin’
know everything that i do’s premeditated
now everywhere i go, i pre-meditation
i’m smoking on green, but i drink more
i’m feeling relief in my stress
what the f-ck do you mean i should drink less?
titties and vodka like every night are my dreams
that’s real b-tch
i’m living the life that i wanted
it’s eighty-proof vodka but keep it one hundred
i drink the whole thing, you believe it, you wanna

[chorus: c-trox]
said i’m the dude connects, we’ll skip the line at the door
walking in with some girls but usually leavin’ with more
h-lla crowded in the club, i used to hate that
now when i show up, it’s an event and that shit stays packed
so when my homies need a drink, i’ll bring the cash out
bartender mix me what i need before i ask ’em out
so if i take another shot, i’ll probably p-ss out
but hit it to me, i don’t give a f-ck
i’m blacked out

[verse 2: ryan oakes]
browned out but i’m tryna black
my henny’s gone so i find the jack
i’m semi-on so i blow up back
’til every penny is gone, i got plenty stack
face pull straight from the stack
i got eight-fold that i take and p-ss
if you ain’t cool, then i raise the fact
’til your face full when i take it, jack
i am so faded, i feel like my f-cking hair
’cause these b-tches dribble on my b-lls, they acting like they air bud
everywhere i go, got women begging for a bear
homie, you ain’t saying shit because you know i’m known to square up
that first round’s on set, then that next round’s on me
we just buy ’em up for those homies, ain’t no b-tches drinking for free
all they damage out of money
f-ck women tripping over money
we got a pretty gang but if we’re showing up
then that party serving our fleet, yeet

[verse 3: c-trox]
i buy one shot for my buddy, got another one for myself
f-ck it, i might get a round for the bar, my credit card don’t need help
you know i got money i’m willing to spend
how much i’m tipping, that really depends on the size of her -ss
and how much of her tits i can see without moving or bending my head
i’m a d-ck and i know that
but if you got a body, please show that
oh, please show up lit, i don’t know how
cop took a hit, oh shit, that’s wild
yo, but sometimes when i do both
i f-ck around and get that shitty crossfade
it really mess with my stomach and i don’t wanna throw up in the club right now
your squad deep when i do shit
yack in a party when i’m too lit
i don’t give a f-ck about you, what i look like
i’ma dance hard and dab all night
i’m a champion, always drinking the most
young white boy and i’m hitting the folks
the clubs closed and i’m blacked out
see sunrise, they don’t p-ss out

- c trox lyrics

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