Tha Alkaholiks - Only When I'm Drunk lyrics

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Tha Alkaholiks - Only When I'm Drunk lyrics

Intro: tash, speaking to j-ro Yo wha**up man, get up man [*urrp* i can't bust man] Get up n***a, bust [i'm f**ed] Get up you gotta do your verse n***a [aight i'll try it] get up n***a! Verse one: j-ro I get drunk and i stumble to the phone And conjure up a b**h to bone when i'm alone Ohh sh**, tow back, i need to take a piss 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 talkin mo' sh** 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 raionalize, cover your eyes Ah d-*urrp*, damn 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* damn, 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 pa** the forty, to my n***a, tash Verse two: tash, e-swift It goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia It's the pimp-slap n**y 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 Slip a colt for the fever when i'm coolin with my people Got hoes in east columus like i'm billy dee wrinkle Cause i move like, i'm smooth like i'm harry belafonte Lookin for them n***az that jumped my homey dante All up in this b**h 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** Got damn i gotta piss i pa** the mic to e-swift Yeah, i get drunk and can't nobody whoop me I'm trippin, must be the brew that i was sippin Kickin in, guess i shouldn'ta 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 got ta earl, any second Wanna get up but can't move, feels like i'm stuck in the groove What the f** was i tryin to prove? I get a rep for downin four-o's All the hoes knows them alkaholik bros n***az call me dad i got a fifth in the trunk Might f** an ugly b**h 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 pa**ed on with every forty ounce the memory will last on Black man muzzle, mike lee and suavey d The three mc's will always live in my memories We used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes And drink forty-o's, and wear the same clothes Damn 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 lil sumthin, to pump up the thinkin Outro: j-ro Beer run! ante up n***a Ha ha, put the money in the hat