Brothers From Another

Brothers From Another - Drunk Talk lyrics

rate me

Ok, now shout out to them girls back on the bus

They said that he be cute when he get older

‘Cause I'm about to turn 21

So I guess I'm brushing dirt off my shoulder

We can hit the couch with this Netflix

We get 96 of dyslexic

Working 9 to 6, it's this stress shit

Not trying to be hustle

Not forbid my back girl, you trying to be a masseuse

Girl, look at you, you so crazy, sexy, cool

We sauté in vegetables, I mean we happy, we happy

Got no money but we wealthy

Do a show if they will tell me that they'll pay me cash

Be up fatal, don't wanna pay no tax, BFA, don't wanna pay no tax

A democrat drinking Henney and Jack

And I'm just tryina chill, relax

Probably here with Polly … they guess who is probably fine

She look like she immigrated from some place that I would like to take vacations

She take nearly get notes and write all the invitations

First in class and raise it, raise a glass

To good people going great places

And I can tell you like the feel, the champagne chill

And I don't break big bills, two dollars out of me

And I can tell you like the feel, the booze on froid

You only got Rainier, Coors cost too much

And I can tell you like the feel

Grant it hot, we say no rest, matter fact we say no stress

Keep it real, Delonte West, some motherfucker sure complex

I'm trendy, trading camouflage, popping off, I'm chatter Bob

I only just wish it, though, I only just wish it, though

Keep pouring, that's not enough

Chardonnay in solo cups, everybody here wanna buy me shots

Everybody here think my back is buff

Trick or treat, she tempting me, please don't trip off my physique

Money touches on repeat, you talk too much ‘cause talk is cheap

I hit it here, plug them all, order shots to Mary Shaw

I could buy clothes when the sale goes on

I could buy clothes when the sale goes on

And I can tell you like the feel, the champagne chill

And I don't break big bills, two dollars out of me

And I can tell you like the feel, the booze on froid

You only got Rainier, Coors cost too much

And I can tell you like the feel

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