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letra de bad bad whiskey (vintage version) - home brew

[intro]
yeah this song right here is for all the p-ss heads
who had a good girl, a girl way too good for them
and they f-cked it up, y’know?
all because of that

[hook]
bad, bad, bad whiskey
and now she don’t want to f-ck with me
i lost my girl for $49.50
all because of that bad, bad, bad whiskey

yea, check it out
check

[verse 1]
sittin’ alone in the clinic i wonder “was she worth it?”
with my head in my hands while i’m waitin’ for the verdict
cause i’m just a lyin’ cheater, no good wild cat eater, tellin’ lies to my sheila
i treat her like a diva when i love her and i need her
but i rеally don’t give a d-mn like a greedy beavеr
half a litre of tequila, now i’m tryna cheat a p-ss test
all for some chick with some big br–sts and sh-t breath
sittin’ in the waitin’ room, hopin’ i can trick death
this is what i get for listenin’ to what my d-ck says
now i got the bug for a little hanky-panky
can’t tell my dear, it’ll k!ll her like bambi’s mammy
understand me? if you got a d-ck, then dude
to have a chick with who you’re stickin’ to is kinda difficult
especially when you’re sippin’ brew, worse when you’re skullin’ it
badder with the rum, and double trouble when you funnel it
it’s bad
[hook]
bad, bad, bad whiskey
and now she don’t want to f-ck with me
and i don’t know why i’m feelin’ so itchy
all because of that bad, bad, bad whiskey

(get the f-ck away from me, assh0l-!)

[verse 2]
baby, don’t leave me, easy, please believe me
baby, bubby, b00by, lovey-dovey, cutie, sweetie
look i know i made a b00bie, but there’s no need to go les
it wasn’t me, i swear, it was that dude pepe lopez
f-ck what that hoe says, me and you are meant to be
we’re connected mentally, baby, she ain’t a cent to me
plus she had a bushy p-ssy (what?!) but i never saw it though
honest, she just told me that, straight up, you can call her phone
but i don’t have her number though (oh yeah right, sure you don’t)
i got drunk, we scored a o, i fell asleep, that’s all i know
my d-ck was in auto mode (f-ck you, i’m walkin’ home)
okay well before you go, just one more for the road? -slap-
alright then, just a kissy-kissy? (f-ck you!)
nah, you’ll be back, i know you’re gonna miss me
d-mn, what’s this? why are my eyes gettin’ misty?
sh-t, she’s gone
bad, bad whiskey
bad, bad, bad whiskey
and now she don’t want to f-ck with me
she asked me, “how’d you get all those hickies?”
all because of that bad, bad, bad whiskey

- home brew

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