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letra de drank - slim thug

[hook: z-ro]
every time i stop drinkin’, drank keeps callin’ me back
i need to stop it but it taste so good
i love the way it make me feel but i spent too much money on that
i need to stop it, i need to stop it
every time i stop drinkin’, drank keeps callin’ me back
i need to stop it but it taste so good
i love the way it make me feel but i spent too much money on that
i need to stop it, i need to stop it

[verse 1: z-ro]
four ounces of promethazine, 20 ounce soda
styrofoam make ice cubes last a lot longer
your cup cool but my cup is a whole lot stronger
if the soda d-mn near black then i’m the motherfuckin’ owner
to buy drank, well it used to cost an arm and a leg
but now it’s outrageous they really want your arm and your leg
shit, i drunk a 4 door porsche back in 2008
and if the drank man was sleep i’d hang round and wait
i wake up sippin’ like a motherfucker, ichin’ like a motherfucker
attitude for no reason, i’m trippin’ like a motherfucker
i need the drank man to show me some love
before i fuck around get somebody to show me your plug, b-tch

[verse 2: slim thug]
i wondered last year how many sweets i rolled
i wondered last year how many cups i poured
of that muddy, muddy, purple
i purchase by the pint
i spent too much motherfuckin’ money on this drank
the prices so high, got a nigga bunk sippin’
at least that’s how it start until i tell myself i’m trippin’
then it’s fours poured until everything slowed
it make me feel good, i can’t say no
but it’s breakin’ my bankroll
that plus the dro? i coulda bought a new rose
or paint the mansion house snow
all of what i drink and smoke, i feelin’ like i’m a fiend
cause everyday all day, i gotta be on lean

[verse 3: paul wall]
i’m the drink man favorite, let me place an order
i drink (?) like an athlete drinks water
i sip at least four a day since 2004
and when i try to stop, it only last a week or so
playin’ games, yeah i know
thinkin’ bout big moe
dj screw, pimp c, and that big meek so
all of ’em died with codeine in their blood
i’m in denial though, i never blame it on the mud
infatuation know it’s love
thinkin’ bout the way it was
shoutout to my partner fuzz
we downed over 300 jugs
in one summer, 2007
i pray they got actavis in heaven

[outro]
real talk, in the corner store with some good -ss kush. barre in soda, that’d be straight. tell pimp c, tell pimp c to save me a four of that act’ man. it’s a red flash, two cups of ice. i’ll be there soon, but not too soon, but i’ll be there soon bruh. you know what i’m sayin’, rest in peace

- slim thug

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