| Song | I Drive Better Drunk - normal |
| Artist | Afroman |
| Album | Afroholic...The Even Better Times |
| 作曲 : Foreman | |
| (Chorus: 2x) | |
| Don't grab my keys when the party's over | |
| I drive better drunk, than you do sober | |
| (Verse 1) | |
| I don't know what you've been told | |
| I've been drinkin since 12 years old | |
| Started in 1988 | |
| Hangin at the liquor store real real late | |
| I drunk a swallow, drunk a cup | |
| Drunk the bottle, I threw up | |
| Over the years, I learned to pace it | |
| Get kinda tipsy, but not that wasted | |
| I like beer, but I love malt liquor | |
| Cuz malt liquor, get me drunk quicker | |
| Stop on the freeway, take a whiz | |
| Hop in my Cadillac and handle my biz | |
| I drive better drunk than I do sober | |
| Cuz when I'm sober, right | |
| I think I can make through the, red light | |
| (Go, go, go) | |
| I hope I'm not dead right | |
| But when I'm drunk, I know I can't | |
| So I ain't, I drive like a saint | |
| Drinkin is a class I did not flunk | |
| I'm a Colt 45 certified drunk | |
| (Chorus: 2x) | |
| (Verse 2) | |
| I dropped outta school in 9-0 | |
| Became the world's greatest wino | |
| I drink at home, I drink at work | |
| Ignore the boss, he just a jerk | |
| I drink 12:00 in the day | |
| Relax my nerve, serve my yay' | |
| When my day go bad, I always drink | |
| Calm down, relax and think | |
| On weekdays, we like to clown | |
| A 24-ounce 'fore the sun go down | |
| On weekends, that's when it's cool | |
| To drink a 40-ounce, and act a fool | |
| Once I get into that zone | |
| I leave that beer and that liquor alone | |
| I can barely walk, I can barely talk | |
| But I can glide that Cadillac like a hawk | |
| (Chorus: 2x) | |
| (Verse 3) | |
| I ran from the cops in the rain | |
| With my church shoes on | |
| I drove from Palmdale, California to Compton | |
| Drunk two 40-ounces, Old English 800, the club ended | |
| All the homies left me in the parkin lot toe' back | |
| Wasn't nobody out there but me and the sheriff department | |
| Fell asleep on the 14 | |
| Woke up on the 405 | |
| Fell asleep on the 405 | |
| Woke up on the 105 | |
| Fell asleep on the 105 | |
| Woke up in bed | |
| Call that, uh, autopilot | |
| But don't try that at home; I got skills | |
| I am to liquor, what the Crocodile Hunter is to alligators | |
| "These crocs, they're not your ordinary crocs | |
| "You gotta grab them in the mandible" | |
| We can't find no hotels man (you know what I'm sayin) | |
| So we might have to drive | |
| All day, and all night | |
| I got some music | |
| So it's alright | |
| (Repeat 4x) | |
| All day, and all night | |
| I got some music | |
| It's alright | |
| Make you feel good | |
| Rollin through the hood | |
| With your windows down | |
| Checkin out your sounds | |
| Just lend me a light | |
| No stress and strive, baby |
| zuò qǔ : Foreman | |
| Chorus: 2x | |
| Don' t grab my keys when the party' s over | |
| I drive better drunk, than you do sober | |
| Verse 1 | |
| I don' t know what you' ve been told | |
| I' ve been drinkin since 12 years old | |
| Started in 1988 | |
| Hangin at the liquor store real real late | |
| I drunk a swallow, drunk a cup | |
| Drunk the bottle, I threw up | |
| Over the years, I learned to pace it | |
| Get kinda tipsy, but not that wasted | |
| I like beer, but I love malt liquor | |
| Cuz malt liquor, get me drunk quicker | |
| Stop on the freeway, take a whiz | |
| Hop in my Cadillac and handle my biz | |
| I drive better drunk than I do sober | |
| Cuz when I' m sober, right | |
| I think I can make through the, red light | |
| Go, go, go | |
| I hope I' m not dead right | |
| But when I' m drunk, I know I can' t | |
| So I ain' t, I drive like a saint | |
| Drinkin is a class I did not flunk | |
| I' m a Colt 45 certified drunk | |
| Chorus: 2x | |
| Verse 2 | |
| I dropped outta school in 90 | |
| Became the world' s greatest wino | |
| I drink at home, I drink at work | |
| Ignore the boss, he just a jerk | |
| I drink 12: 00 in the day | |
| Relax my nerve, serve my yay' | |
| When my day go bad, I always drink | |
| Calm down, relax and think | |
| On weekdays, we like to clown | |
| A 24ounce ' fore the sun go down | |
| On weekends, that' s when it' s cool | |
| To drink a 40ounce, and act a fool | |
| Once I get into that zone | |
| I leave that beer and that liquor alone | |
| I can barely walk, I can barely talk | |
| But I can glide that Cadillac like a hawk | |
| Chorus: 2x | |
| Verse 3 | |
| I ran from the cops in the rain | |
| With my church shoes on | |
| I drove from Palmdale, California to Compton | |
| Drunk two 40ounces, Old English 800, the club ended | |
| All the homies left me in the parkin lot toe' back | |
| Wasn' t nobody out there but me and the sheriff department | |
| Fell asleep on the 14 | |
| Woke up on the 405 | |
| Fell asleep on the 405 | |
| Woke up on the 105 | |
| Fell asleep on the 105 | |
| Woke up in bed | |
| Call that, uh, autopilot | |
| But don' t try that at home I got skills | |
| I am to liquor, what the Crocodile Hunter is to alligators | |
| " These crocs, they' re not your ordinary crocs | |
| " You gotta grab them in the mandible" | |
| We can' t find no hotels man you know what I' m sayin | |
| So we might have to drive | |
| All day, and all night | |
| I got some music | |
| So it' s alright | |
| Repeat 4x | |
| All day, and all night | |
| I got some music | |
| It' s alright | |
| Make you feel good | |
| Rollin through the hood | |
| With your windows down | |
| Checkin out your sounds | |
| Just lend me a light | |
| No stress and strive, baby |