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Drunk Bitches
1,168
Hip-Hop/Rap
Drunk Bitches was released on January 14, 2014 by Warner Records as a part of the album Microwaves
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Release DateJanuary 14, 2014
LabelWarner Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
After the Smoke
After the Smoke
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rob Coin
Rob Coin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Gruenberg
Alex Gruenberg
Mixing Engineer
Daygee Kwia
Daygee Kwia
Producer

Lyrics

Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Real ****, fuck with me
Uh
Na, na, na, na
All these drunk bitches
All these drunk bitches
Standing in line
Snapping them pictures
Don't complain 'bout nothing to do
I'm coming for you
I say, all these drunk bitches
All these drunk bitches
Standing in line with nothing to do
I'm coming for you
Real ****, fuck with me
All I had was this buck fifty
Fist full, grip full
How I'm 'posed to live comfortably good?
Kick up my feet on Ikea
Let's re-up on cheaper
I snatched from this dealer
Whom I met in high school
But since the teachers ain't reach us
Through the cracks, lick deeper
Another liter of whiskey is beating up my liver
A culmination of issues I get from fucking with her
Here's a rose to all the baddest hoes
And glitz and glamour that we exhibit should we unfold
I'm on the road to women with fake hooters
Swimming through the waters avoiding these barracudas
Am I the victim or the shooter?
This is Jesus versus Judas
All these drunk bitches
All these drunk bitches
Standing in line
Snapping them pictures
Don't complain 'bout nothing to do
I'm coming for you
I say, all these drunk bitches
All these drunk bitches
Standing in line with nothing to do
I'm coming for you
Bang, bang, repeat
Ducked out, what now?
Copped cars, outlaws
Outside of that rundown
Just wanna get fucked up
No need to get dumbed down
Bad bitches so ambitious
Hope ambulances don't come 'round
What a great way to close out a good evening
Look me in the eye
What do you believe in?
Superstition, that supernatural blow
Snort it up the nose
With her eyes closed
Now we counting hoes
Everywhere we go
She got too drunk
I got too blown
This is leather-gripping, paper-flipping
With the roof missing
Vroom, vroom, skrrt off in the new edition
What a contradiction
Hide your hate behind the lipstick
Choose your poison
While expecting me to fix it
Now bring your noise in
Throw it back until you hurl
In the end it's you and me against the world
All these drunk bitches
All these drunk bitches
Standing in line
Snapping them pictures
Don't complain 'bout nothing to do
I'm coming for you
I say, all these drunk bitches
All these drunk bitches
Standing in line with nothing to do
I'm coming for you
Written by: Rob Coin
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