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geek boy troy & corey vintage - drunk lyrics

[verse 1: geek boy troy]
skatin’ down the ville, with the fish eye
everything turnt, when you put me next to this guy
i just hit the moon, now a n+gga feelin’ 6’5
d+ck bully hoes, i just love it when your b+tch cry
everything the same, cept’ the names on my call list
b+tch, stop playin’, ‘fore i hit you with the long d+ck
short+tempered baby, i ain’t finna play along, b+tch
maybe i’m just crazy, f+cked my mind up with the bong rip
f+cked my brain up with the juice, i barely can do
simple sh+t, my mind is in a loop, i can’t even hoop
smokin’ on that “put you on a roof”, i’ll roll up a deuce
maybe hit a 3, another g, but only for me
p+ssy ancient, i’m off the haitians, on to my gang sh+t
i nevеr wait, i’m never patient, i gotta makе sh+t
and all ya’ll n+ggas lookin’ makeshift, but ‘ion say sh+t
i’m workin’ hard like an asian, i’m puttin days in

[chorus: corey vintage]
i’m just too drunk for this sh+t
i’m just too drunk for this sh+t
i’m just too drunk for this sh+t
i’m just too drunk for this sh+t
i’m just too drunk for this sh+t
i’m just too drunk for this sh+t
i’m just too drunk for this sh+t
i’m just too drunk for this sh+t
[verse 2: geek boy troy]
b+tch, i’m bout as lit as a bic to a f+ckin’ match
ran off with your b+tch, now you p+ssed, where the f+ck you at?
mmm, i was on a mission, while n+ggas was in the trap
mmm, i was doin’ dishes, while n+ggas was gettin’ clapped
and i had the privilege of trippin’ on an excursion
better stick with me, ’cause n+gga, ain’t another version
hold on baby, whip it, shake it, hope you gettin’ naked
tell the mans you makin’ wait, that you’re no longer a virgin
but yo, dude, it’s the league
think you may be playin’ for the wrong team
goin’ for the lil’ baby in the saint laurent jeans
boots with the fur, tank top, with the long weave
pretty lady, come on, let me show you where the brons be
beat it up, until the only thing is top i’m takin’
mami, we can run away, f+ck all them complications
all that head i’m gettin’ left me in intoxication
finna run with this sh+t like i’m walter payton

- geek boy troy corey vintage lyrics

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