#HAPPYHOUR (feat. GUCCI MANE HAPPY HOUR)

It just hit me

I'm kinda tipsy

But it ain't the drink inside this glass

That's got this room spinnin' way too fast

Words are slurrin'

Vision blurry

Feels like I had more than a few

Under the influence of you

Somebody better call me a cab

Take me straight to rehab

You got me addicted

And I don't wanna fix it

Happy hour, so intoxicated every time you smile

Lips like wine

Happy hour, one taste and I am wasted, gets me high

You're my happy hour

You got me buzzin'

I can't stop now, girl, I'm lovin'

Feels like we're alone in a crowded room

Don't want this night to end too soon

So, baby, hit me one more time

Let's make history (I love you)

Excuse me, if I share too much

I can't help it if you fill my cup

Somebody better call me a cab

Take me straight to rehab

You got me addicted

And I don't wanna fix it

Happy hour, so intoxicated every time you smile (When you smile)

Lips like wine (Lips like wine)

Happy hour, one taste and I am wasted, gets me high (So high)

You're my happy hour

One more shot

Here we go, here we go

Throw it back

Here we go, here we go

Girl, I'm faded

You make me feel so good (So good)

You're my happy hour

Girl, if I wrote a book, you'll be my last chapter

Got me sad, like when Joe said this was his last album

I ain't tryna flatter you, but nothin' else matter

Since she **** with Guwop, that **** gettin' fatter

They say that the Devil wears Prada, well, angels love Chanel

Well, leave that lame and roll with me, I keep you fresh as hell

I have your fingers on burr, neck burr, burr

Her favorite color pink, so I bought her pink fur

Open the door for my lil' mama, I'm her chauffeur

I even buy you your own 'Rar from the showroom floor

Like I'm addicted, gimme some, and I'ma want more

You got me fiending, what the hell I need a blunt for?

I'm in a 'Rari, what the hell I need the trunk for?

We on a zebra rug, so I got her on all fours

Come ride with me, just drop him off, make a detour

'Cause if you lookin' for a D boy, I'll be right hurr

Happy hour, so intoxicated every time you smile (When you smile)

Lips like wine (Lips like wine)

Happy hour, one taste and I am wasted, gets me high (So high)

You're my

One more shot

Here we go, here we go

Throw it back

Here we go, here we go