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I can't make it home |
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One blunt, one more shot of a patron |
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I'm lit, I can't make it home |
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Cops right behind me |
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I might be gone! |
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I can't make it home |
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One blunt, one more shot of a patron |
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I'm lit, I can't make it home |
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Cops right behind me |
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I might be gone! |
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I can't make it home [Verse 1: Devin the Dude] |
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I know I just left your crib |
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But, I'm about to make the block and come back |
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It's too hot over here, matter of fact |
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Police behind me right now and *****t! |
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I'm kinda' bent |
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I'm glad I got tint |
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Damn! I hope they don't try to tow my *****t! |
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I should've chilled, though |
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No, them patron shots |
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See, I drink |
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Crown Royal |
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That's my drink! |
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Know what |
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I'm talkin' about? |
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But, nevertheless, |
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I gotta' stay between the lines ' |
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Cause if I trip, then |
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I dip Then if |
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I swerve one more time |
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They gonna be... [Bridge: Devin the Dude] |
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On my ass |
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Like white on rice |
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Like *****t on grass |
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So I grab what |
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I have and stash it |
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I got the time for no harassment (I can't make it home) [Interlude: Devin the Dude] |
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Aww, *****t! |
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Aww, damn, baby, |
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I'm gonna have to call you back |
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Yeah, they're pullin' me over (Excuse me, sir - you sober?) [Chorus: L.C.] |
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I can't make it home |
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One blunt, one more shot of a patron |
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I'm lit, I can't make it home |
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Cops right behind me |
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I might be gone! |
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I can't make it home |
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One blunt, one more shot of a patron |
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I'm lit, I can't make it home |
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Cops right behind me |
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I might be gone! |
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I can't make it home [Verse 2: Devin the Dude] |
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Yeah, they got me |
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He tried to pull me |
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Out the car, |
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I had to resist |
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He almost shot me |
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But, I'm cool |
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He found a blunt, it wasn't burnin' |
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But he smelled it and he checked it |
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I had a warrant in |
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East Texas |
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So I was cuffed and stuffed |
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In the back of the car |
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He didn't report the cigar |
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I guess he thought |
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I was a star |
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But we drove real far |
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Fo' about six hours |
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I really had to piss, my wrist no longer had power |
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Couldn't even take a shower |
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Surrounded by *****s |
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I'll only be there a couple of hours, |
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I figured |
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As far as the *****, |
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I think he kept it and he smoked it |
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But he got me on a |
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DUI and I'm on some broke *****t [Interlude: Devin the Dude] |
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So I'm a need you to go down to the bail bondsman, y'know |
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And try to come up with a few funds |
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And hurry up and run down here |
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And get me outta this one! |
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Hello? [Chorus: L.C.] |
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I can't make it home |
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One blunt, one more shot of a patron |
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I'm lit, I can't make it home |
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Cops right behind me |
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I might be gone! |
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I can't make it home |
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One blunt, one more shot of a patron |
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I'm lit, I can't make it home |
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Cops right behind me |
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I might be gone! |
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I can't make it home ... ... ... |
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I can't make it home |
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One blunt, one more shot... |
