Good Drank - 2 Chainz & Wiz Khalifa

Pardon my behavior I'll apologize later Say sorry later Blame it on the drank, baby Blame it on the drank, baby Blame it on the drank, drank, drank Said if you leave with me tonight I won't judge you, no, no Blame it on the drank, baby Blame it on the drank, baby Blame it on the drank, baby You know who you dealing with You know who you down (work) Put ya money down put ya (head) In the headboard baby Let's go to war baby First time I couldn't ignore it baby How you come and shut the place down? A pretty face, you throw up with your face down I couldn't help but think 'bout how you taste I couldn't help but think of how you kiss You lookin', glisten all up on my neck Could make me know enough is one time Ay ma let's get on dummy dummy one time Just screamin', "Daddy, daddy" one time You keep your body bangin' like a 9 You know that any minute, girl it's mine Pardon my behavior I'll apologize later Say sorry later Blame it on the drank, baby Blame it on the drank, baby Blame it on the drank, drank, drank Said if you leave with me tonight I won't judge you, no, no Blame it on the drank, baby Blame it on the drank, baby Blame it on the drank, baby I don't know, no, I don't know you now But all I know, know is I'm gon' love you down DJ Khaled say, "J just hold 'em down" Way you wind and roll them hips I hold you down Can't help that pussy tastes like green apple Crown Got me so drunk, you need some thumpin' 'round To beast up on you, left side Legs up, talkin' peaced up Girl your body's amazing If you ain't hear that from your own mind You'd probably trip if you heard me Have your ass screamin' out, "Jeremih" Girl go 'head, light up the Marley Do not know how you got topless We should take trips to the tropics This drank and that ass a problem Pardon my behavior I'll apologize later Say sorry later Blame it on the drank, baby Blame it on the drank, baby Blame it on the drank, drank, drank Said if you leave with me tonight I won't judge you, no, no Blame it on the drank, baby Blame it on the drank, baby Blame it on the drank, baby

Now you can check my roots They call me chicken George You want a piece of chicken? I'm a have to tax you for it 4.5 for the quarter And 9 for the half A whole thang and you'll get wanged If you don't know your math I need to hit these licks Before the chirping stops And if you need that fix Then maybe we can work something out I'll let you cut my grass Go ahead and wash my car And if you still ain't got enough Maybe you got some bar... Or A drank prescription Nigga I ain't tripping I'll pick you up tomorrow I'm at the clinic sipping Flipping chickens I make them perfect trades I even work with change Food stamps and money orders As long as I get paid Yeah I remember your face But I forget your name You ain't never seen me bitch I wholesale everything These hoes tell everything So I seldom fuk wit niggas I ain't got no bodyguards But I know some fucking killers So don't come fucking with us Unless you want them skittles See, I own a candy store Nah, I ain't no drug dealer Got that off Harlem nights I specialize in hardened white Put the work in a Malbrough lights box The majority of my customers or white Ain't that a reversal of fate Hit me on the hip and I'll meet you at the gate But I wouldn't have me waiting there long Take the money out your hand probably hit you in the face I didn't want to be disrespectful But hand-to-hand exchange is just too stressful Risky and so excessive I'm making chump change So I think I'll just go ... And flip some chickens Cuzz ... Yeah! I ain't working for Williams Chicken Popeyes or Timmy Chans I ain't working no 9 to 5, Nigga! I'm a need that right now cash Now that shit might not last But I'm willing to take a chance I'm a wait two weeks for paycheck? Boy get off the gas Plus I'm a have to walk So if I'm late then it ain't my fault And besides Nigga still gettin served You want Ketchup, pepper or salt? At least it ain't theft or assault Robbing muh fuccas tryin not to get caught Rather smoke a blunt Than to hit that short Clothes smellin like work Tryin to work that clocc Kunta kenta couldn't run No blocc Kizzy took tha cock And didn't do no trippin Master taught George everything That he knew Now every ni66a in the world tryin to flip these chickens

Don't ever let no pussy Come before your ambitions Cuz if you do you Your whole life You gon regret your decisions Stagnant Don't let no nigga Talk you out your position Or your dreams'll die in your sleep Before you realize the vision You might have to hit the floor Before you break through the ceiling But you'll never accomplish nothing If you get comfortable chilling Stagnant What people say Don't let it weigh on your feelings Put some effort behind your methods And don't ever stop building Or be stagnant Watch the people you hang around Instead of talking, just listen If they ain't movin You ain't movin Standing right there with em Just Dragging Yo fuckin feet In the presence of friends Who scared to tell yo ass the truth Cuz they don't want you to win Speak yo life into your future While they're still at where they've been Or remain the character in their memory Thinking they know who you is Always Ready to burn a blunt Until they burn down a bridge While they Clocking your every move Like you're competing with them And as soon as you reach the rim At the top Of the Cracker Barrel Just Remember the little people Be the ones dragging you backwards Until you're stagnant And broken into millions of fragments Destined to be forgotten Just Like the rest of the has beens Who always had the potential But didn't follow their passion If you don't use it, then you lose it Left to wonder what happened Now you Steady marching in place Cuz you're too easily distracted Lots of effort with no direction Might just progress you to the madness Or being Stagnant You ain't no mutha fuckin rapper Man lyrics them ain't shit Hit this mutha fucking blunt And let's go fuck wit a bitch You already know the club lit So We can parking lot Pimp I be out there every weekend So nigga don't even trip If it ain't poppin, We can dip And head back to the crib My baby mama got the kids So we can post up and chill And do what the fuck we wanna Twist open some Coronas Pull up some instrumentals And freestyle til the morning Man that shit never gets boring Cuz I know you got talent And when you drop your first album I'm a be the first one to have it On my mama I was there when you had first started rapping I had been to the pen twice And you still ain't made nothing happen You ought to be talking bout trapping Just like everybody else That's what the hood wanna hear Nigga fuck being yourself You ain't no Drake or Mos Def I would just spit em some nonsense Plus u got some dope ass beats Bro, All u need is that one hit But you be on that dumb shit Trying to get your point across That's why you still in the same place Writing raps at yo Patnas house Stagnant

I'm a real drank head Real drank head, real drank head, real drank head Real drank head, real drank head, real drank head Remember when Tech used to come in the cough Remember Actavis came with a double seal And I had just poured me a 12 of Wock You can keep the Qualitest all to yourself Cause nigga I'm a real drank head, real drank head You ain't sipping drank, that shit head Hoes in my car, asking me for a cup, that's his bitch I should've known she didn't sip drink when she said "Qualitest is better than Actavis" I called cuban for 12 pints of Wock, any other nigga better know that he's taxing shit It's payday everyday You ain't tryna fuck, bitch, skate Can't come through, ball and no chain Adios, knock 'em back to 5th grade And what I'm sippin' on a milkshake I'm sharper than a switchblade All hundreds on me, but I'm on a rampage My ice kicking ass, no MMA Yeah, I'm sippin' hard I just poured a 12, you be pouring 4's You be sipping yellow, you be sipping green That shit deadly, you need to stick to weed I got 20 pints up in my closet They gon' be down before the week up This bitch got up in my car Told the bitch put on a seatbelt She steady asking how to lift the seat up Had the nerve to ask me for a lean cup Where your ass was at for the re-up? The drank just hit with me a prenup Bang, bang I'm a real drank head Real drank head, real drank head, real drank head Real drank head, real drank head, real drank head Remember when Tech used to come in the cough Remember Actavis came with a double seal And I had just poured me a 12 of Wock You can keep the Qualitest all to yourself Cause nigga I'm a real drank head, real drank head You ain't sipping drank, that shit head Hoes in my car, asking me for a cup, that's his bitch I should've known she didn't sip drink when she said "Qualitest is better than Actavis" I called cuban for 12 pints of Wock, any other nigga better know that he's taxing shit I'm up in Houston where this shit came from Didn't know about bank accounts, I went and made one You got red in here, get away from my dope This bitch too damn playful, spilled drank on my clothes Love no thotties, I don't Hopped out of a Rhino Your life fugazi, you need to undo Backspace, typeover Drank made me go, "I need you, need you" If it ain't purple then I can't see you, see you Bitch just text me saying "I'm gon' free you when I see you" I'm a well known nigga, you a Dr. Doolittle I'm sipping on beetlejuice Call my camera man, it's a photoshoot Me and 20 pints, I pour them by the 2 Bang, bang I'm a real drank head Real drank head, real drank head, real drank head Real drank head, real drank head, real drank head Remember when Tech used to come in the cough Remember Actavis came with a double seal And I had just poured me a 12 of Wock You can keep the Qualitest all to yourself Cause nigga I'm a real drank head, real drank head You ain't sipping drank, that shit head Hoes in my car, asking me for a cup, that's his bitch I should've known she didn't sip drink when she said "Qualitest is better than Actavis" I called cuban for 12 pints of Wock, any other nigga better know that he's taxing shit

Baby, when I picked you up I thought we'd just ride around I never planned on wakin' up Twenty miles out of town On the bank of the river, wrapped up together In the cab of a four-wheel drive Musta had a good time Musta been a wild ride All I remember last night, is the Truck got stuck, fire got lit We got closer, sip by sip Clothes got hung on a sycamore limb Worked up the nerve And we jumped in Dirt got danced on Stars got wished on Songs got sang And lips got kissed on A whole bunch of memories got made I got you And beers got drank Guess we coulda called somebody They'd have come and pulled us out But the night was too young It was too much fun And we wouldn't be laughing 'bout, how the Truck got stuck, fire got lit We got closer, sip by sip Clothes got hung on a sycamore limb Worked up the nerve And we jumped in Dirt got danced on Stars got wished on Songs got sang And lips got kissed on A whole bunch of memories got made I got you And beers got drank (Yeah!) Beers got drank On the bank of the river, wrapped up together In the cab of a four-wheel drive Musta had a good time Musta been a wild ride All I remember last night, is the Truck got stuck, fire got lit We got closer, sip by sip Clothes got hung on a sycamore limb Worked up the nerve And we jumped in Dirt got danced on Stars got wished on Songs got sang And lips got kissed on A whole bunch of memories got made I got you And beers got drank Beers got drank (Yeah!) Yeah they did

Check me out now Yeah, my diamonds talking back, talking back, ya ya Yeah, my diamonds talking back, they talking back, yeah yeah Diamonds talking back, they talking back, boom pow pow Diamonds talking back, they talking back, blaow blaow blaow Diamonds talking back, they say "fuck y'all" Rock Givenchy shoes like they All-Star Say you turned 'em down it'd be old, dawg Known to light it all like the ball park Crib the same size as the Walmart Yard so big I got a golf cart Diamonds on me shining when you see 'em, boom bing Diamonds on me shining when it's DM, boom bing bing Diamonds on me dancing like it's Breezy over Eazy I can buy a hundred easy, I just got a call from Jeezy I count money too, I'm sleepy, ink on my body, graffiti And you know I come from CP Can't fuck no bitch with no VD, nah Diamonds on me going bing bing bing bing Diamonds on me doing their damn thing thing thing thing Known to get head while the car park Diamonds talking back, they say "fuck "y'all" Yeah, my diamonds talking back, talking back, ya ya Yeah, my diamonds talking back, they talking back, yeah yeah Diamonds talking back, they talking back, boom pow pow Diamonds talking back, they talking back, blaow blaow blaow Diamonds talking back, they say, "Fuck 'yall" Walk in to the VIP and yell, "Touchdown!" Ain't wore the same shoes the whole month now I am so high she told me come down I'm like how, sip a loud, gun go pow Mr. Chow, bling bling blow, bitches bow Bitches bi, they liking girls and guys Ill advised, got the Rollie winterized When I die bury me beside the Cuban links 2 Chainz, a lot of Z's 'cause you niggas sleep Pinky ring ping, index finger ping, middle finger ping Whole lot of rings, whole lot of watches Watches being ostrich, neck, wrist, faucets Chain show 'em options Rings so big you could go boxing Diamonds talking back, yours ain't saying nothing Yeah, my diamonds talking back, talking back, ya ya Yeah, my diamonds talking back, they talking back, yeah yeah Diamonds talking back, they talking back, boom pow pow Diamonds talking back, they talking back, blaow blaow blaow

I just call her boo I don't know her whole name Keep it on the low mane All we eat is lo mien Came from the block Now i gotta whole thang And you betta put a low jack on yo hoe mane I just call her boo I think her name is Shawna What i really know bout the girl that drive the Honda. I just call her boo I think her name is isha, might be Tasha might even be Keisha. All i really know her baby daddy wanna feature And when they ran up on me she damn near had a seizure See i just call her boo I think her name is Ana I met her in Miami, she say she from Atlanta I just call her boo and she finish school And she like to drink and like to smoke my reefer too See i just call her boo I think her name was Tonya I know she from Decatur, she got a stupid onion I just call her boo I don't know her whole name Keep it on the low mane All we eat is lo mien Came from the block Now i gotta whole thang And you betta put a low jack on yo hoe mane Shawty stupid dumb thick i just call her red Now that i think about it maybe i should call ahead She got that super fire i cant even lie She like a water park she aint never dry And i just call her bae and she just call me gotti Don't need no relationship we just fuckin shock She got her own bread shawty school me in a drop Her mama on some day curls her brother got them blocks And she a college girl sophomore i hit her in the dorm On the hard floor she got her shit together so i respect her more So if she ask me for some money she is not a whore I just call her boo I don't know her whole name Keep it on the low mane All we eat is lo mien Came from the block Now i gotta whole thang And you betta put a low jack on yo hoe mane I hate lame niggas so this a hate crime Rich niggas shit up on em a gang sign Gotta glock 40 in my waist line Just bought a new crib by the lake side What is life like its love and i love my girl Show up life a big spenda im tryna fuck the world Yeah fuck em girl you aint gotta go back Call em tell em that yo pussy got kidnapped And she layin with her forehead on my six pack Yeah we got something in common we like big stacks Yeah i know her name but i like to call her boo You shoulda put a chirp on her so she wouldn't move I just call her boo I don't know her whole name Keep it on the low mane All we eat is lo mien Came from the block Now i gotta whole thang And you betta put a low jack on yo hoe mane

Toni! Got a million dollars in my memory bank I can get some money, I don't even think Ahh! Goddamn, bro you ill (8...) Damn bitch, you ill, damn bitch, you real (Real) Damn bitch, you raw (Raw) damn bitch, you ill, uh Damn bitch, you get it (Get it) damn bitch, you got it (Got it) Damn bitch, you rock it (Rock it) damn bitch, you rock it (Rock it) Damn bitch, you ballin', damn, damn, bitch you ballin' (Ballin') Damn Tit, you ballin', damn, damn Tit, you ballin' (Ballin') Damn bitch, you get it, uh, damn Tit, you flippin' (Flippin') Damn bitch, you spendin', you can't take it with you Toni like to drink, Toni like to smoke Toni like to wear a diamond chain inside his coat Toni got the stove with the Pyrex and the fork Toni like to mix the Arm & Hammer with the coke Toni never care, Toni like to pay it Niggas just to pull up on your set and bust your head Toni used to buy the lean by the fuckin' keg Toni used to use a triple beam like a fridge "You don't eat, you don't sleep", that's what Toni said Toni said before he buy it, he gon' have to wear it Toni 'bout to turn you into prey and bow his head Toni gotta own it, Toni take it to the head Damn bitch, you ill, damn bitch, you real (Real) Damn bitch, you raw (Raw) damn bitch, you ill, uh Damn bitch, you get it (Get it) damn bitch, you got it (Got it) Damn bitch, you rock it (Rock it) damn bitch, you rock it (Rock it) Damn bitch, you ballin', damn, damn, bitch you ballin' (Ballin') Damn Tit, you ballin', damn, damn Tit, you ballin' (Ballin') Damn bitch, you get it, uh, damn Tit, you flippin' (Flippin') Damn bitch, you spendin', you can't take it with you Toni motivate, Toni know they hatin' Toni put the deuces on foreign roller skates Toni used the same stove for the turkey baking Toni seen the same hoes out there booty shakin' Toni got connects, Toni rock Pateks Gucci know if Toni don't get it first then that's a threat Toni know he raw, Toni at they neck Toni goin' hard, Toni momma named Jeanette Toni from the block, Toni got respect Toni starin' at her, I think Toni want that bitch Toni from the 'partment, the shadow of the bricks Toni got his girl a double deuce, he got a stick Damn bitch, you ill, damn bitch, you real (Real) Damn bitch, you raw (Raw) damn bitch, you ill, uh Damn bitch, you get it (Get it) damn bitch, you got it (Got it) Damn bitch, you rock it (Rock it) damn bitch, you rock it (Rock it) Damn bitch, you ballin', damn, damn, bitch you ballin' (Ballin') Damn Tit, you ballin', damn, damn Tit, you ballin' (Ballin') Damn bitch, you get it, uh, damn Tit, you flippin' (Flippin') Damn bitch, you spendin', you can't take it with you

It's that moon rock shit You gotta mix this with some regular OG Cuz this shit be burnin' crazy Cum in a bitch and I go crazy Spend all these racks and I go crazy Leave out the parking lot doin' a 180 This how the lord made me Drop the top and start sun bathing Put her on a treadmill and then I make her run naked Got all my side hoes frustrated This the life I waited on Seen a bitch from school, gave her number to a payphone I don't know what you been waiting on All that I know is that I been waiting long I ain't waiting to get no lone Provolone on top of provolone Mobile phone on top of mobile phone I don't know what you niggas smokin' on Pull my closet got a OS tell Mobile home on top of mobile home I go to sleep with a rollie on I start my car with remote control Get so much pussy I go to sleep with a condom on Fuck it, I want me a milli Fuck it, I want me a milli Fuck it, I want me a milli I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it, no really I'm gettin' it Fuck it, I want me a milli Fuck it, I want me a milli Fuck it, I want me a milli I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it, no really I'm gettin' it Fuck I'm the king of the city I don't take a trip unless I got a bitch with me I pull up wit pounds or I got a zip in me You don't want no problems, my guys so don't tempt me My niggas go bap bap bap bap till it's empty Fuck 2 every night in 5 days that's a 10 piece My bitch that I'm with that's a 10 piece I'm pourin' that gin in a simply You niggas so fake need assembly I'm smokin' weed, fuck the penalty Ridin' round in a old school, with 2 hoes and little old me Fuck I'ma do wit this money But walk in the club and start stuntin' Push all my old bitches buttons Came up from nothin' to something Tell her take the stick, don't run from me There's some for you, there's some for me So if we have this 3 some, make sure you cum for me All that bullshit is up under me Smokin' gas ain't no tumble weed All of this cash that's another thing Black and yellow like a bumblebee Fuck it, I want me a billi Fuck it, I want me a billi Fuck it, I want me a billi I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it, no really I'm gettin' it Fuck it, I want me a billi Fuck it, I want me a billi Fuck it, I want me a billi I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it, no really I'm gettin' it Fuck it, I want me a milli So went and got me a milli Now I want me a billi I don't think I have a ceiling I can come thru with no ceiling I give a fuck how you feeling I can tell you how you lookin' Nigga you ain't used to winnin' Had the chickens missing winters In Miami, Mr. Winner Ran a 14 for breakfast, prime 112 for dinner Maison Margiela killer Got a heart of a killer Take the pussy, I'll kill it What up Tip? What up Killa? Fuck it, I want me a trilli Fuck it, I want me a trilli Fuck it, I want me a trilli I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it, no really I'm gettin' it Fuck it, I want me a trilli Fuck it, I want me a trilli Fuck it, I want me a trilli I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it, no really I'm gettin' it