Then have a drink on me The older you are, the wiser you get Just listen to me When life gets though and you know it will Then have a drink on me Just
have a drink on me The older you are, the wiser you get Just listen to me When life gets though and you know it will Then have a drink on me Just have
all by yourself [verse 1] Baby girl Whats your name Let me talk to you Let me buy you a drink Im t-pain, you know me Konvict music, nappy boy
brand new 24's on a brand new ride (on a brand new ride) Triple shot of patron on the rocks with little bit a lime (with a little bit a lime) I'm just
If you don't wanna get the shit beat outta you, chill Cause if you doubt me you will, yea got me a pill, found me a thrill I got a couple of drinks here
Mentally endangered I can't stay away from a razor I just want my face in a paper I wish a nigger had a grenade to squeeze tight to awake neighbors for
like me! Me and Marcus Allen went over to see Nicole When we heard a knock at the door, must have been Ron Gold' Jumped behind the door, put the orgy on
flow until they veins clot I need a pain shot, and a shot of plain scotch Purple haze and acid raindrops Spike the punch at the party and drink pop (gulp
you and I can have a drink and start the night With a friendly conversation, oh Can you and I be truthful now? What you run away from And then you know the pain
got me actin for the push it aint the lust I got the apl on the rush and when you smile at me you got me goin cra-zay you got me up on sugar inside my
violence you have me, forever, and after Like violence you kill me… Like violence you have me, forever, and after Like violence you kill me… Like violence you have me
wrongs to right Have another line, have another drink I am a martyr, I just need a motive I am a martyr, I just need a cause I'm a believer, I just
on the same level I’m on You ask me why I’m melvin flynt I’m doing a porn Ay yo y’all niggas is faker then a three dollar bill And I don’t shoot to bust
through my area, i’ma have to bury ya The real scream team on your scream scene It’s like showdown on the range Go tell me who wanna tangle with the
attention, I shoulda kept that hoe in the kitchen. Got me on a mission, left my shed without permission. I'm sheddin' tears messin up my vision, this hoe gon' make me
, wit the Lui shampagne Life is a beach but look what the sand brang's Pullin mo' bitches than old people & ham strang's I'm something like a hundred dolla bill when you on
make me do, but I (Don’t make me do it. Don’t make me do it) If I have more drink [Verse 3:] One mo drink I’ma get cha home and I’ll split cha Grab