Friends, Funk, & Liquor (feat. Ariana DeBoo)

Oh, I remember him, yeah

I remember hearing about him

Goin' 'round the hill, and

Half the time gettin' fucked up, and

But gettin' it done

Takin' care of business

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

When the -, when -, when-when-when the -

When the clock strikes ten and the house lights dim

Curtains open, time to sit in your seat

All-all-all we need is

Friends, funk and liquor, and good beats

Got the band on stage

The hot lights shinin' on me

When the -, when -, when-when-when the -

When the clock strikes ten and the house lights dim

Curtains open, time to sit in your seat

All-all-all we need is

Friends, funk and liquor, and good beats

Got the band on stage

The hot lights shinin' on me

Whoa

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa

Will you still be here for me? (For me)

'Cause I'll still be here for you (for you)

And I need someone here to be true

You know I'ma wait and try (and try)

'Cause I can never say goodbye (goodbye)

And I need someone just like you

We all do

And when the clock strikes ten and the house lights dim

Can you say you felt the love?

So we'll come, baby

We'll come around

Uh, I put my foot down, I'm just down

I'm back in action, I'm back to rappin'

It's time to imagine there's magic in the air

I've had it up to here (here)

I'll turn this fuckin' car around and start now

I'm the largest artist, this part of town and

Sike, Sammy here with liquor and funk

I'm not looking for nothin'

Just tryna to make a record that bump (bump-bu-bu-bump, bump)

So let the curtains open on up

I love when people leave and secretly, they hope it's not us

But we're back and it's undeniable, hold me liable

Let 'em fuckin' try and slide through, but we're childproof

Woopsie daisies, your loops are lazy

I see this thing in the mirror

I'm thinkin' clear with the same dilemma as King Lear

No one to thank

Just blow on the plate, the team's here

The stoners stay layin' droned, the table bein' weird

I need you here with a pack to smell

And I'm back in hell, I relish the evil in me

People with me, all black umbrella

When the clock strikes ten and the house lights dim

Curtains open, time to sit in your seat

All-all-all we need is

Friends, funk and liquor, and good beats

Got the band on stage

The hot lights shining on me

And when the clock strikes ten and the house lights dim

Can you say you felt the love?

So we'll come, baby

We'll come around

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa, whoa (c'mon)

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa (whoa, whoa)