Liquor Talking

[Hook]
When there's liquor in my system (x3)
Ain't no telling what I might say
That just the liquor talking (x8)

[Verse 1]
I'm liable to say anything when I'm off the brown
Fuck around and punch a nigga when I'm off the crown
Don't hold me accountable for none of my actions
Pretty please forgive a nigga if I back slap ya
When I'm on the white, I be on my creep shit
Trynna find a young hot thottie just to sleep with
When I'm on that brown you know I'm on that fuck shit
All that ol' touching shit it get your ass stumped quick
My 5th filled with hoes and no niggas
Way too lit to take some post pictures
Brought sand to the beach just to roll swishers
I'm in the cut with a cup secluded from broke niggas like

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[Verse 2]
When that liquor in my system ain't no telling what I might say
Nigga seeing double so approach me the right way
(When you) Drunk and it's dark and the bitch got a nice shake
Table full of liquor but I'm hoping she a light weight
Champagne pouring popping bands and corks
Came by myself but left with 4 up at the door (I did)
Liquor running through me now I'm pissing in the bushes
Motherfuckers pointing at me bad bitches looking (Hello)
Police tripping I shoot they ass a bird
Too fucking faded, I'm slurring all my words
I'm still on my shit though
Cleaner than a whistle, from the wish-a-nigga-woods
Out here waiting with my pistol like

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