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hangover - black dave lyrics

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b-tch i’m so hungover
i said b-tch i’m so hungover

doja blower frequent smoker
liquor sipper quick to make me slower
know they hating ’cause the cake i’m baking
and i’m the realest no impersonations
so hungover b-tch i’m faded

b-tch i’m so hungover
i’m so hungover
i said b-tch i’m so hungover
i’m so hungover
i said b-tch i’m so hungover
i’m so hungover
we the realest no impersonations
so hungover b-tch i’m faded

i keep a cup of that hennessy it’s no telling what i might say
i played it like i’m bill bellamy so get the h-ll out my way
i smoke a lot for that remedy when i’m in the streets no sesames
you cuffing b-tches like felonies and i only want the (?)

my n-gg-s with the same thing
got skateboards and yellow gold
these diamonds all on my chain
no (?) or (?)
i can’t f-cks with a corny hoe
might change her life like holy ghost
i go comatose when i’m in her throat
i can’t save a hoe just to let you know

sippin’ on gin last night bar open got a n-gg- feeling so tough
waking up wasted early morning think a n-gg- about to throw up
so what black dave michelangelo i’ll paint your picture
compulsive liquor sipper and a frequent lady switcher

walk in the hall of fame and on the wall my baby pictures
no homicide but see my swag is such a lady k!ller
a little c-cky but see i could never copy n-gg-s
just watch me n-gg- ain’t n-body that’s gonna stop me n-gg-

doja blower frequent smoker
liquor sipper quick to make me slower
know they hating ’cause the cake i’m baking
and i’m the realest no impersonations
so hungover b-tch i’m faded

b-tch i’m so hungover
i’m so hungover
i said b-tch i’m so hungover
i’m so hungover
i said b-tch i’m so hungover
i’m so hungover
we the realest no impersonations
so hungover b-tch i’m faded

we drink a lot we smoke the loud
they say it’s last call but we ain’t trying to stop
so we gonna take this party back to my spot
all the bad b-tches you can keep the thots

we hit up the bodega grabbed a couple birds
had her up all night she calling out of work
and (?) drinking had her slurring words
i’m a boss i pay my bills i do that on the first

i’m a dirt-bag flying first cl-ss with the backwoods right up in a backpack
and i stay in your b-tch top like a new era bucket hat or snap-back
and y’all n-gg-s two faced so you know i gotta play my cards right no blackjack
i’m gonna take it to the school of hard rock
f-ck black dave new name jack black

we gonna do some freaky things if she look right
and i’m gonna keep her in the kitchen if she cook right
doja blower henny pourer b-tch we never sober
party animals so every night is never over

doja blower frequent smoker
liquor sipper quick to make me slower
know they hating ’cause the cake i’m baking
and i’m the realest no impersonations
so hungover b-tch i’m faded

b-tch i’m so hungover
i’m so hungover
i said b-tch i’m so hungover
i’m so hungover
i said b-tch i’m so hungover
i’m so hungover
we the realest no impersonations
so hungover b-tch i’m faded

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