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harvey justice iii - what being too drink looks like! lyrics

i love her like the weather on the west side
tuck her in at night i’m hoping that she rest aight
cause the past week made a n-gga chest tight
off a tab by myself thats the best high
she claiming she faithful, i doubt that
love got a n-gga broke but i bounce back
in the strip club, ain’t spending sh-t
bad b-tch twerking while i count stacks, uh
this is the life that i wish i lived
except somehow with a wife and kids
i told it to her now she think i’m sick
she hate that they pay me to stand in liv
i gave out too much now its hard to give
f-ck it, turn up tonight at another crib
i’m living so hard that it’s hard to live

this is what being too drunk looks like
this is what being too drunk looks like girl
i wish that you loved me better
i wish that you f-cked me wetter
this is what being too drunk looks like
this is what being too drunk looks like girl
i wish that you wasn’t such a liar
i wish that you didn’t make a n-gga tired
this is what being too drunk looks like
this is what being too drunk looks like girl
i wish that you hugged me tighter
baby we could be litter than a lighter
but, i ain’t f-ckin’ with you that way
hm, i ain’t f-ckin’ with you way
and you ain’t f-ckin with me that way
that way that way, so

swipe it to the next like tinder
i used to have a spot for you thats tender
nowadays sh-t never looked tender for me
these b-tches coming at me for the tender
she said baby you look like a spender
i said i didn’t have nothing to lend her
she said she cutting me off like a blender
i told her guess that sh-t make me the winner
i hate when they needy
these hoes looking greedy as soon as they see me
yes i am ‘j’ but don’t treat me like stevie
they see my facebook b-tches act like its tv
flexing on your -ss one time
trade your paragraph for a one line
you love a savage but its only one kind
i might have to turn on your -ss one time
d-mn i’m back at it
stuck like a addict
i broke the lease on our mattress
she wasn’t even the baddest
but when my d-ck dry, b-tch know i wish that i had it
i don’t tell lies cause i’m not so good at it
her first name was gladys
her -ss was the fattest
her naval was tatted
she needed a wash
but that didn’t even matter her benzo was matted
no snitchin’ but this henny got me rattin’
i wish that i pulled out but i hadn’t
i needed a carpet like aladdin
to run a n-gga home like i’m battin
back to you, back to you
you hating on the past, baby lets not
we know that this bullsh-t must stop
i came back in 15 like the bus stop

- harvey justice iii lyrics

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