Obie Trice - Drugs lyrics

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Obie Trice - Drugs lyrics

[Verse 1: Bizarre] How the f** Bizarre get this high Drunk off 75 I lost my right eye On ecstasy, b**hes undress me Balls in their mouth like dizzy gillespie Now who the f** wanna get f**ed from behind I do two lines, put my dick in the b**hes spine Rottweilers, I leave em sedated My dick so big my dog got his a** spaded I'm at the airport, police tryin' to get me Two pounds of coke in my bag, but it belongs to whitney b**h, go send Bobby to get me, or get your a** beat the f** up by Cindy Obie don't temp me, or I'll rape this b**h and use no f**in' jimmy Sniffin coke, pa** out on the banister, what the f** you expect dude strawberry's my manager [Hook: Bizarre] Drugs, let the pain run through your body Drugs, let the pills take control of your soul Drugs, let the pain run through your body Drugs, let the pills take control of your soul Lets get hiiiiiigh [Verse 2: Obie Trice] The d** is costin', so alcohol is often Engulfed in Obie Trice pee more than that THC Depression get me to drink more, but I did that before even when I wasn't stressin It's like barley, bacardi stimulate my body to the point I might crash your party Hungover the next morning, remember the sh** hardly 7-up motherf**er don't bother me At times I get intimate with a b**h and my dick goes limp but I'm still a pimp Yes, my liver resembles a shrimp, cirrhosis so close while I wild out irish rose Hold my dick while me and Bizarre pose for them extra fat hoes, gamin' to get us home Jumped my bones, I was drunk and gone, I gotta leave these wild d** alone n***a [Hook: Bizarre] [Verse 3: Bizarre] I lick clit til' your f**in' p**y blister I'm at the Grammys, snortin' coke with Beyonce's little sister Want beef? I'm more than a rapper It'll be lights out, like you had the f**in' clapper My girl, she don't wanna make love no more f** it that's what they make crackheads for A pound of weed, I spent about a g This is America, get your d** for free [Verse 4: Obie Trice] Vodka, Brandy, Whiskey, Brew Bizarre, Obie Trice, brain cells through Ecstasy, vicodin hikes up my heart rate f** it being high runs right up my alleyway I drink like you eat, you don't eat like I drink though, not even fatsos I guzzle, no sipper, wet my whiskers, get wit' cha Challenge anybody crushin' liquor n***a [Hook: Bizarre]