Lyrics

Gone off the liquor Don't want to pick up Smoke the whole OZ Fuck around and never told me Triple double like I'm Kobe Put up numbers like Ginobili So there's no one coming close Oh Gone off the liquor Don't want to pick up Smoke the whole OZ Fuck around and never told me Triple double like I'm Kobe Put up numbers like Ginobili So there's no one coming close Oh Pulling things out the parking lot Still making heat on the yamahas Still making motherfucking beats like a drummer ah Still pulling up in the all black hummer ah Told her I'll dip when I wanna dip She don't really drink say she might sip Woah Tell me what they on Why is it they switching Help me write my wrongs What is it I'm missing? Gone off the liquor Don't want to pick up Smoke the whole OZ Fuck around and never told me Triple double like I'm Kobe Put up numbers like Ginobili So there's no one coming close Oh Gone off the liquor Don't want to pick up Smoke the whole OZ Fuck around and never told me Triple double like I'm Kobe Put up numbers like Ginobili So there's no one coming close Oh
Writer(s): Jack Sash Basora, Mike G. Dean, Nico Claure Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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