Liquor Sto' (feat. Marian Mereba)

Just me, just me, I wanna say just, I wanna say just

Ju-Ju-Ju-Ju

This that might see twenty five

Then name my seed for my partners

Now I ain't so sure they died

That I hope this smoke dry my eyes

But kinfolk right outside with the rental

Pinto, limo, zimbo, titty flow, wind storm, stage coach, wormhole

'64, long with this shit, go, I don't mind

Breakfast for dinner, pussy for breakfast

I bought the bando, you bought the necklace

That's where we separate, fuckin' with Marsha

That's the connection

Well, that shit gon' cost ya

Well, that's an investment

Just passin' through, sir

Still got arrested

Fuckin' with Marsha

Will teach you a lesson

Girl, I was just askin'

'Cause your ass can get it

Girl, your ass impressive

But your ass a blessing

But your ass keep acting

Exactly to toss that shit back like vital signs

Comin' out that box Chevy

Twenty million twenty year olds

Tryin' to keep it together

Tryin' to sweep they confetti

Tryna sleep like Coretta

Tupperware up Mom's spaghetti

Ready? 'Cause if they catch me with this

My face gon' hit them front pictures

Y'all go head, man, hit them switches

Y'all go head, man, hit them Swishers

Smoke breaks, take them mid ditches

Your position is poor precision

Hold up, bitch, you blockin' my vision, uh

Baby, lay off, might see Jesus before I see my next day off

Bitch, you reachin' for my lighter like it's my next payoff

Let's make this run right quick to the liquor sto'

Then we can run some more 'cause freedom can be so fun

Lay off, lay off, might see Jesus before I see my next day off

Bitch, you reachin' for my lighter like it's my next payoff

Let's make this run right quick to the liquor sto'

Then we can run some more 'cause freedom can be so fun

Way off

I ain't even trippin' no more

Tired of tryin' to shake **** out they sleep

There's a feast on the table and my dogs knock it over

Off the spill, I bet everybody eat, tryna make the fuckin' best

Of God-given ability, you could tell there's a storm on the way

Hope the bitch **** smell it, only truth, I'm aloof to the shit you tellin'

Linkin' up with better plugs got a **** disconnected

So we ain't fuckin' with the bar, we ain't fuckin' up the club tonight

Bitches in my cellular device, call 'em up to smoke and fuck tonight

Take a shot for bros we lost when we was young

That really ain't deserve to die, I remember everyone that told me no

But nowadays they can't deny, I don't hold grudges

No, no, no, no, those are for bitches with nothin' to do

I'd rather give **** nothin' but juice

Live life like there's nothin' to lose, oh, shit, my bad, my bad

Where're my manners, man? Please allow me to reintroduce

It's Doctur, the loopiest Nubian you ever knew

Pray to God every day for some new revenue

Revenue, revenue, revenue, revenue

Revenue, revenue, revenue, revenue

Revenue, revenue, revenue, revenue

Revenue, revenue, revenue, revenue

Baby, lay off, might see Jesus before I see my next day off

Bitch, you reachin' for my lighter like it's my next payoff

Let's make this run right quick to the liquor sto'

Then we can run some more 'cause freedom can be so fun

Way off

Lay off, might see Jesus before I see my next day off

Bitch, you reachin' for my lighter like it's my next payoff

Let's make this run right quick to the liquor sto'

Then we can run some more 'cause freedom can be so fun

Go 'head and put it in motion

We'll have to take off alone

Better to be in devotion

Say that to be in control

Go 'head and put it in motion

We'll have to take off alone

Better to be in devotion

Say that to be in control

Go 'head and put it in motion

Lay off, might see Jesus before I see

Bitch, you reachin' for my lighter like it's

Let's make this run right quick to the liquor sto'

Then we can run some more 'cause freedom can be so fun

Way off