BONE BROTHERS - Make It A Double lyrics

rate me

I've been drinkin

(Shit, Layzie Bone, Big Tubby... this your boy Layzie Bone)

I've been drinkin and you're on my mind

(toss it up, comin close with me)

Let me hit it one more time (toss it up, comin close with me)

We'll make it a double (we'll make it a double)

We'll stay out of trouble, yeah (we'll stay outta trouble, yeah)

I've been drinkin heavy overtime, baby you've really been on my mind

When I called you didn't pick up the line, feelin like I done fell behind

So I'm at the bar drinkin my troubles away cause shit got deep

Lost my house and my car last week, I was livin like I was a star last week

Tryin to harvest these streets, got knocked by the feds

Now all of this stuck in my head

Should I run, now how should I've pled? If I cop this plea I'm dead

This is a decision, if I go to prison who's gonna take care of my kids?

Nobody will listen, now why won't they listen

Now why won't nobody forgive me?

Hey, bartender let me order another round

At least you could help me out, I need a Grey Goose right now

And make it a double, don't mix it with nothin cause I'm gettin double bent

Well put a Red Bull on the side, I wanna stay warm for the fuck of it

After about three shots, my problems is startin to fade away

So I'm a keep on tossin 'em back, I'm feelin my buzz done stayed today

Don't worry who drivin me, bitch, I'm designated

Just put the Grey Goose in the cup, hurry up and make it

Now gimme some Henny, any brown liquor, Coca-Cola in ice

Hittin the club, next to the bar, feelin so nice in my eyes

A little somethin lookin thirsty, order some Dom towards her table

Bring her some O-J full of Mimosa, strawberries, and a coaster

Lookin cool, like Clark Gable fittin my gangsta fedora

Light up a Newport, in a non-smokin section, stars important though

Do what I do smoothly, she keep lookin like "Come"

Finish my Henny, no more Henny, fuck it, give me some rum

Order my slow jam, my homies is whisperin like "This Bizzy"

Her expressions is like, "That's who he is? " Yeah that's who is he

She motions to me chill with her, take my rum and go over

She's tellin her girls to move over, I'm surrounded by my soldiers

And one of 'em drinkin Ketel One, and one of 'em drinkin Tanqueray

One of 'em drinkin Goose, and the other, Perrier-Jouët

My limo is in the back, we have all that plus weed

Watchin movies with five broads, drinkin Mo' in the streets

Toss it up, comin close with me

Toss it up, comin close with me

We'll make it a double

We'll stay outta trouble, yeah