What Happened (feat. Emily Greene) - Dan Romer

Three, four Wake up in the morning Clock says half past one I have no sunglasses as I step into the sun There's no recollection Of the evil things I've done Head feels like I must have had some fun What happened? Last thing I remember I was chillin' at a party Pinchin' girlie's asses I was drinking recklessly I know I did something Lord what could it be? Woke up in the morning And all my friends hate me What happened? Oh yeah, play it boy wonder What am I doing here? Who is this girl in my bed? What is this shit on my face? My God, what is that awful smell? She may be an angel She may be a queen She might be Black, white, American, Indian or Japanese What happened? Threw a bottle at the bouncer Didn't think that he was cool Pissed in someone's drink And threw a bike into a pool Drivin' down the side walk Like a drunken possessed fool I broke every single traffic rule Oh, what happened? What happened? Oh, let's go! She may be an angel She may be a queen She might be Black, white, American, Indian or Japanese

And we know what happened next Aye aye aye ayeayeayeaye And we know what happened next Louie bitch from the hood, the valley I be fuckin, then duckin her How that's your girl and sadly You was never even touching her Let her in then she took everything I was wrong for even trusting her But she with you now You was wrong for even cuffing her Met a girl name Nina, she ain't like being seen, she was on me Flew to LA, wasn't from LA, Arizona Fore I went out there I ran up on 'em, with no warning And that's a fact, my nigga I'm just laying back my nigga Used to get fly to much Now i don't get fly enough Popping percys and I'm smoking this weed I dont think that I'm high enough Got a lil' bitch and she from the hills the valley And she be rocking them badly Told to come over, get off at seven And we know what happened next Used to get fly to much Now i don't get fly enough Popping percys and I'm smoking this weed I dont think that I'm high enough Got a lil' bitch from the hills the valley And she be rocking them badly Told to come over, get off at seven And we know what happened next I had to beat it, she want me to eat it I'm sorta like Micheal Jackson in that pussy Don't like them beef issues, we keep the misigens We keep the Mac 11's fully loaded Fuck it I'm tryna get money, teach 'em some Fuck all that stay n leavin sum Thought you really had to do it I still want my credit, cuz they dont give me none I just be serious, she just be curious Like "Where you come up with your music?" She got that wet wet, want that wet wet It be hard to refuse it Niggas keep hatin, keep on hatin They just want me to looseee it After, we hit the mall Point, you can get it all Used to get fly to much Now i don't get fly enough Popping percys and I'm smoking this weed I dont think that I'm high enough Got a Louie bitch from the hills the valley And she be rocking them badly Told to come over, get off at seven And we know what happened next Used to get fly to much Now i don't get fly enough Popping percys and I'm smoking this weed I don't think that I'm high enough Got a lil' bitch from the hills the valley And she be rocking them badly Told to come over, get off at seven And we know what happened next I don't think that I'm high enough Got a lil' bitch from the hills the valley And she be rocking them badly Told to come over, get off at seven And we know what happened next I don't think that I'm high enough Got a lil' bitch from the hills the valley And she be rocking them badly Told to come over, get off at seven And we know what happened next