I don't always do what I should But I do what I gotta do
So I'ma keep on drinking cause I luv this shit And Ima keep on smoking cause I luv this shit
Always knew that I would make it, maybe it was so prophetic.
She ready when the lights go off she climb on top
Her body rocking we don't stop
I pray for more better days.
But if I don't make it home tonight Tell my mama that I love her Leave some flowers for my brother Girl I love ya
Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey.