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tha alkaholiks - only when i'm drunk lyrics

intro: tash, speaking to j-ro

yo wh-ssup man, get up man [-urrp- i can’t bust man]
get up n-gga, bust [i’m f-cked]
get up you gotta do your verse n-gga
[aight i’ll try it] get up n-gga!

[verse one: j-ro]
i get drunk and i stumble to the phone
and conjure up a b-tch to bone when i’m alone
ohh sh-t, tow back, i need to take a p-ss
only when i’m drunk i sing a song like this
my grandma and your grandma [-urrp-]
sittin by the fire
hold on, turn the beat off
[nah, keep it goin’ j-ro can you make it?]
i’m just not knowin’
i get drunk and start talking mo’ sh-t
and when i got a gun in my hand you better get, out
cause my brain just ain’t what it used to be
forget tryin’ to rationalize, cover your eyes
ah d-[-urrp-], d-mn i’m drunk
i need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk
when i get drunk i might act uncouth
but when i get drunk i always tell the truth
yeah i’m good, i’m bad, i’m dope, i’m freaky fresh
i make hip-hop fans say yes yes
the liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop
hold up, hold up, i think i gotta…
[-urrrrrrp-] d-mn, false alarm
gettin all the ladies with my cool charm
when i get drunk i might even call my daddy a punk
yeah, but only when i’m dr-[-urp-] drunk

yeah, let me p-ss the forty, to my n-gga, tash

[verse two: tash]
it goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia
it’s the pimp-slap n-ggy with drinks in the freezer
bust the one out, two out, [flips!] type of rapper
that’d get you our your seat quicker than a car jacker
sip a colt for the fever when i’m coolin’ with my people
got hoes in east columbus like i’m billy dee winkle
cause i move like, i’m smooth like i’m harry belafonte
lookin for them n-ggas that jumped my homey dante
all up in this b-tch with the gin and tanqueray
drink like mr. wendal smoke bud like dr. dre
but that’s cause i’m old enough to do that type of sh-t
got d-mn i gotta p-ss i p-ss the mic to e-swift

[verse two cont.: e-swift]
yeah, i get drunk and can’t n0body whoop me
i’m trippin’, must be the brew that i was sippin’
kickin’ in, guess i shouldn’t have mixed it with the gin
cause when i’m layin’ on my back i can feel the room spin
one too many, i reckon
feelin i gotta earl, any second
wanna get up but can’t move, feels like i’m stuck in the groove
what the f-ck was i tryin to prove?
i get a rep for downin’ four-oh’s
all the hoes knows them alkaholik bros
n-ggas call me dad i got a fifth in the trunk
might f-ck an ugly b-tch but only when i’m drunk

[verse three: j-ro]
aight, think i’m feelin’ a little better
ready to bust this, like this
and ya don’t miss, check it out

i get drunk and start thinkin’ bout my friends
that p-ssed on with every forty ounce the memory will last on
black man muzzle, mike lee and suavey d
the three mcs will always live in my memories
we used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes
and drink forty-oh’s, and wear the same clothes
d-mn i wish we could go through it again
but i know one day we gonna do it again
and when that day comes it’s gonna be live
but i ain’t in no hurry so i don’t drink and drive
the alkaholiks we gets funky when we drinkin’
just a li’l somethin’, to pump up the thinkin’

[outro: j-ro]
beer run! ante up n-gga
ha ha, put the money in the hat

- tha alkaholiks lyrics

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