Hucked
• Written by Patches
Id be honoured to get on it with my squad until i vomit. It aint simple ive been scholared, not a chronic alcoholic. Lets just say i got a glass a gin, little bit a tonic. And Im not finished when the bottles gonner. Supersonic sense on where the next is, im bound to guzzle till manana, holla. Found a bottle on the ground when i woke up in the sauna. In an abandoned hotel somewhere inner california. Wearin warmers, sweatin ass off, tellin Luther vandross that i dont wanna dance off. And whys he got his pants off? Retarded tom jones tell em you can leave your hands off. We aint gonna bone. Old school K.O. L. Im mad soft. Not gay just hung. He ask whats poppin so i showed him THATS what. Ummm Now thats hot. Not. So much smoke look like i smoke pot. But im still in the sauna, just put water on the rocks stop. blazin up Lu, put away the floppin matchbox.
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Patches
Member since February 19 2015