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letra de think twice - lil purp

[verse one]
i swerve my f-cking car while texting on the phone
it’s thrown out the window into a construction zone
sh-t, f-ck, now i’m all-alone
i moan and grown then pound a keystone
i got an 18 pack in the back
we’ll, that was the last one i just cracked
now i’m p-ss drunk in my doctor j throwback
tryin to drive my rusty old piece of sh-t cadillac

oh sh-t, a cop just pulled up on my -ss
but don’t worry kids, i took a criminal law cl-ss
just drive the speed limit, he’ll be gone in a minute
and if he p-sses me at least my windows are tinted
can’t see me b-tch, i’m drunk as f-ck
awe sh-t, i think my car is stuck
at least my jumper cables are in the trunk
or maybe not. d-mn thunder just struck

down comes the rain, just my luck
and my windshield has a crack the size of a hockey puck
but i’m a c-cky f-ck, i don’t need to be towed
i continue on the road, drive past the railroad
and see a white road it looks like it just snowed
uh oh, i think i just hit a toad
i hit something, and i heard it explode
and i smoke weed every day, like the next episode

keep moving, drive into the distance
i’ve made it this far, thank god i’m christian
thanks for the -ssistance, no, f-ck on star
i know of god’s existence, sh-t, another cop car
back to step one, i gotta drive slow
i don’t want the cop to know that i am so- so
so what? you know what
i already told you i pounded 18 f-ckin beers to the gut

but f-ck, this cops still on my b-tt
i’m gonna try to get him off and take a shortcut
great huh, he didn’t fall for the bait
any second now i’m gonna be the newest inmate
but wait, i just saw his license plate
its not a cop just a guy who likes to tailgate
well, stalemate, i’m back to where i started
maybe this gas station can help me find my target
i bought a cigar to roll a blunt and got carded
gave him my id said f-ck you and farted
i don’t think he liked it, but i’m no psychic, and
where’s my weed at my doctor prescribed it

okay, back on the road i see my street
only a few more feet until journey’s complete
i’m at the last intersection, and behind me’s a mexican
he gets out of the car and says hands on the wheel you’re being arrested
holy sh-t, the mexican’s a cop
he says drop what’s in your hand, i’m taking you to detox
ohh h-ll no f-ck that sh-t, my house is two feet away
you really think i’m gonna stay, go to jail and turn g-y

f-ck that dude i speed away from that guy
i wish i thought twice before i drove ahead and died

- lil purp

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