Letra de 190

[Intro]
Goddamn
Damn, I don't even know what the fuck I did last night man
I need some fucking aspirin
Yo hold up, fucking mail yo
Bills, bills, fucking bills
Urgent?
A subpoena? Oh shit
Yo man I need to stop fucking drinking
Going out getting bent
Always fucking wilding out
This shit always fucking happen
That's word to me, yo
I'ma just fuck, fuck this shit man
I'ma just stop drinking for real
(Hey man you wanna get drunk?)

[Verse 1: Al Shid]
Holding my dome when I wake up
Quoting the Zone my eyes stay shut
Can't remember shit after the eighth cup
A slow paced strut, how I start the day
Tripping over bottles of Courvoisier
Two hours late for work, what could I possibly say
Fuck it, just a loss of a job
I'm in the bathroom, bent over praying to the porcelain God
Can't recall a day I spent sober off in the park
Mom's saying that she tired of supporting a slob
And she oddly right
I'm living an ungodly life
I can't hold a nine to five but I could hold some Bacardi light
Flashback to me at a party like, "What up?"
In The Sound Factory, it's all coming back to me
Freaking on some bitch, facedown with her butt up
Holding two cups up
You know Shid's fashion
Peach Schnapps on the rocks, straight E crashing
Up in the VIP, crushed trees passing
[?] trust these rap men
'Cause they all peeped me feeling up this freak bitch
Dancing off beat
Caught a seat when the bitch said she wanted a drink
Twenty minutes later seen her ass run to the sink
No stamina
Her ex called the bitch an amateur
And my boy caught the bitch wilding out on his camera
My primary thought of stabbing her, quickly faded
'Cause I was turned off after she stated

[Samples]
I wanna drink booze
(Stumbling, fumbling, grumbling bum)
I wanna drink booze
(Booze, was his sole method of unwinding)
I wanna drink booze
I wanna drink booze
Wanna drink, drink booze
Wanna drink, wanna drink
(Anybody uh, anybody wanna drink?)

[Verse 2: Al Shid]
I'm back in it though
Bent as fuck, head spinning slow
Shit, on a different bitch, shit I don't give up
It ain't my fault I thought of getting my dick sucked
Ripped up with something in my hand
(Yo my man, what you drinking on?)
Pale frail nigga steppin' to my table seeking strong though
Though you in the wrong, first of all by approaching me
While I'm getting head, trying to talk to me socially
Acting like I know you? Who the fuck is you 'spose to be
(Yo word around the club is you getting drunk with my girl)
That passed out drunk bitch? Go and follow the url

[Interlude: J-Zone]
Oh word? Ight, I know how the game go
Motherfuckers get a little drink on you think you can come in her and start wilding out being smart with me
Ight, bet
Bet you me and this tre pound put a end to all of that bullshit
Fuck it, yeah look at you running like bitches

[Verse 3: Al Shid]
I ain't tryin' hear that bullshit
Club blaming me
Nigga pointing finger aimed at me
Saying my BAC was far over the point of consciousness
Fuck it I'll take a constant piss
Until I'm sober
Then I'll start over, 'cause I ain't stopping shit
(Fuck nigga, nigga give me my whiskey)

[Outro]
We all know that the more person knows about a subject the more he enjoys it
Whether it's art, music, literature
Drinking knowledge really in this requires a little fun study
Bottle to bottle
Drinking, of course, is the only way to really add to your enjoyment