Are you ready for the revolution My elocution is execution i am a electrocuted What the hell am i doing up no idea But catch a wiff of my fingers And you can still smell susan Smell like a ashtray breath stinking of liquor Pocket full of change and yesterdays get up Same jeans that i had the day before Laaaaa
Guess i'm raps george best with a lot more cess A little more liquor and alot more sex
Chorus Sometimes we take it too far Knocked out, sick on my guitar And i hear them say Oh my god, say oh my god, say oh my got Lay my head down on the bar Cause wiskey never taste good When i hear them say Oh my god, say oh my god, say oh my god.
Verse 2 The first look you make me shiver, sipper K, picking at yesterdays dinner plate The way i say things it figures im Paige thicker
When i thing says spitters make her say uhhh Get insain and wanna get in my way picker Day when you wanna get with a rated star Diss me not (im frisky)what Still itching to get me cock in pixie lott
Just call me raps george best with a lot more cess A little more liquor and alot more sex
Chorus Sometimes we take it too far Knocked out, sick on my guitar And i hear them say Oh my god, say oh my god, say oh my got Lay my head down on the bar Cause wiskey never taste good When i hear them say Oh my god, say oh my god, say oh my god.
I do drugs cause i like the buzz Go sleep wake up feeling like i tried to fight a bus Bearly functioning alcoholic Liveing life like a student but with a pop stars walllet Always smiling with my new teeth Two e's two cubes rules two 2ps
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