Oh no brah, oh no brah For some reason tonight I feel like I can do what da fuck I wanna do Yeah, I'm drunk plus I'm vibin' Pistol in my pocket and I'm wildin' Got all my jewelry on and I'm clownin' Nigga, what da fuck you gon' do about it? Yeah, I'm drunk plus I'm vibin' Pistol in my pocket and I'm wildin' Got all my jewelry on and I'm clownin' Nigga, what da fuck you gon' do about it? Got money, I can buy bottles Keep one in the head, this big forty Take somethin' from me, I'm gon' off 'em Fuckin' with me, it's gon' cost 'em No, no, I ain't on blue dolphins Yeah, yeah, the 'gnac got me talkin' The big 'gar in my mouth keep me coughin' Now all this cash keep me flossin' Jewelry on, can't keep these hoes off me Caked up, look how I'm walkin' Fuck nigga, cross me, I'm gon' spark 'em Made nigga, look how I'm bossin' Yeah, I'm drunk plus I'm vibin' Pistol in my pocket and I'm wildin' Got all my jewelry on and I'm clownin' Nigga, what da fuck you gon' do about it? Four stacks, I can get you killed Real nigga, that's how I'm built Stop waitin', I do not slip Flaggin', will get you flipped? Choppa, ain't sold them there Don't like me, I don't care Care for what, I'ma millionaire Tight jeans, somethin' I don't wear Pistol, can't fit it in there Fuck niggas, somethin' I don't spare Pussy, smells in the air Stay strapped, go anywhere Yeah, I'm drunk plus I'm vibin' Pistol in my pocket and I'm wildin' Got all my jewelry on and I'm clownin' Nigga, what da fuck you gon' do about it? Yeah, nigga I am him No, I don't fuck wit' them Rob me, naw, that's slim Goons, I got plenty of 'em Forty, knock off yo' limbs Head shots, aimin' at yo' brim Fuck them niggas, I don't fear 'em Kill that nigga when I see 'em Money, buy one of you niggas Ridin' with finga on my trigga Sleep wit' a hand on my pistol Made me kill one of you niggas Yeah, I'm drunk plus I'm vibin' Pistol in my pocket and I'm wildin' Got all my jewelry on and I'm clownin' Nigga, what da fuck you gon' do about it? This lyrics has been read times. Plies Lyrics Albums.
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Toggle navigation. Yeah, I'm drunk plus I'm vibin' Pistol in my pocket and I'm wildin' Got all my jewelry on and I'm clownin' Nigga, what da fuck you gon' do about it? Got money, I can buy bottles Keep one in the head, this big forty Take somethin' from me, I'm gon' off 'em Fuckin' with me, it's gon' cost 'em No, no, I ain't on blue dolphins Yeah, yeah, the 'gnac got me talkin' The big 'gar in my mouth keep me coughin' Now all this cash keep me flossin' Jewelry on, can't keep these hoes off me Caked up, look how I'm walkin' Fuck nigga, cross me, I'm gon' spark 'em Made nigga, look how I'm bossin' Yeah, I'm drunk plus I'm vibin' Pistol in my pocket and I'm wildin' Got all my jewelry on and I'm clownin' Nigga, what da fuck you gon' do about it? Four stacks, I can get you killed Real nigga, that's how I'm built Stop waitin', I do not slip Flaggin', will get you flipped? Choppa, ain't sold them there Don't like me, I don't care Care for what, I'ma millionaire Tight jeans, somethin' I don't wear Pistol, can't fit it in there Fuck niggas, somethin' I don't spare Pussy, smells in the air Stay strapped, go anywhere Yeah, I'm drunk plus I'm vibin' Pistol in my pocket and I'm wildin' Got all my jewelry on and I'm clownin' Nigga, what da fuck you gon' do about it? Yeah, nigga I am him No, I don't fuck wit' them Rob me, naw, that's slim Goons, I got plenty of 'em Forty, knock off yo' limbs Head shots, aimin' at yo' brim Fuck them niggas, I don't fear 'em Kill that nigga when I see 'em Money, buy one of you niggas Ridin' with finga on my trigga Sleep wit' a hand on my pistol Made me kill one of you niggas Yeah, I'm drunk plus I'm vibin' Pistol in my pocket and I'm wildin' Got all my jewelry on and I'm clownin' Nigga, what da fuck you gon' do about it?
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Sign In Register. Oh no brah, oh no brah For some reason tonight I feel like I can do what da fuck I wanna do Yeah, I'm drunk plus I'm vibin' Pistol in my pocket and I'm wildin' Got all my jewelry on and I'm clownin' Nigga, what da fuck you gon' do about it? Yeah, I'm drunk plus I'm vibin' Pistol in my pocket and I'm wildin' Got all my jewelry on and I'm clownin' Nigga, what da fuck you gon' do about it? Got money, I can buy bottles Keep one in the head, this big forty Take somethin' from me, I'm gon' off 'em Fuckin' with me, it's gon' cost 'em No, no, I ain't on blue dolphins Yeah, yeah, the 'gnac got me talkin' The big 'gar in my mouth keep me coughin' Now all this cash keep me flossin' Jewelry on, can't keep these hoes off me Caked up, look how I'm walkin' Fuck nigga, cross me, I'm gon' spark 'em Made nigga, look how I'm bossin' Yeah, I'm drunk plus I'm vibin' Pistol in my pocket and I'm wildin' Got all my jewelry on and I'm clownin' Nigga, what da fuck you gon' do about it?
Although, I also would question the fact that you're doing all the contacting I just do not text anyone that often or call people. It will poison your marriage until the end в of your life, your marriage, or your belief. While I miss talking to him, I also would prefer the nonverbal stuff sometimes too. The long antisocial hours often leave me feeling lonely, and when he is home he is so tired. We have 5 kids and my eldest wants to become a doctor. At parties, they drink soda and play board games.
