Swervin' - XV

Rubber burnin burnin

I’ve been drinkin all night

Now I’m swervin swervin

Damn my bodys dead

And it’s curvin curvin

Tryin ta taker home

But I’m swervin swervin

(Drank got me swervin)

What a life of ours

Nights I scar

But where’s the pain go?

Prolly in the same glass that this fuckin drink go

Now I’m on the road tryin to find out where the lanes go

I don’t even know, I, I, I don’t even know

And I don’t really smoke but this was just one of those days yo

Pop in my favorite cd and let that whole shit play thru

Now I’m thinkin' this the type of shit that I should drink to

Pour me up so more, pour, pour, pour me up some more

How did I get here I swear this shit don’t even seem right

Swervin lanes and hit the left

I can’t even see right

Tell me wheres the street lights

Wait is that a green light?

I don’t even know

I, I, I don’t even know

The night was filled with life

But my glass was always empty

Bunch of ladies on me

All my niggas with me

Making more toast in the 3 a.m. at Dennys

Pour me up some more

Pour, pour, pour me up some more

Bottles lifted we drinking so much it’s like the bottoms endless

Rubber bears with dollars in it

Fat wallets with condoms in it

Nothin but money and time and fine women who wanna spend it

I just hope you ready if you comin with us cause I’m rubber burnin

I’m just cruizin down an open road on a night in Houston

Shorty ridin tittys poppin out

Like, like the eye of Houston

Got me servin lanes,

Al, alcohol is not influenced

Maybe so, but the 5−0 still gotta prove it

Till then I turn up that music

Music do not touch my tuners

Stop signs poppin up

But I’m sore-ing like some fucking bruises

Black eyed peas no worrying

I rollin deep as Xerxes

Don’t get worried when you observing me swerving