"Drink One More" produced by Trackmasters ("One More Drink", Ludacris Feat. T-Pain from Theater of The Mind)
Niggas drink Hennessey to give themselves a buzz, like I'm putting out this mixtape to see if I get love. And if it seems like I'm pandering, imagine how maddening it is to be dope and broke and so I shrug my shoulders. They say the world is getting colder, I love Oprah, but she ain't helping me get richer. I tried poker, but didn't have a winning hand and got dogged out like them canines in that picture (
pqliving.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/funnyfaces6001.jpg). I'm tired of seeing gray skies mister--pessimistic ways I exchanged for the ruby-red slippers. Vodka and ruby red mixed up inside of glass has got my ass on the ground feeling slizzard. Behold the lizard king, Morrison-style, and your girlfriend flashed a nigga more than a smile. Average-ass rappers say they're holdin it down, well fuck that fam--I'm raising it up. [What?] The bar, eyebrows, your mental, the hairs on the end of your forearms, four arms bent like Vishnu. Sitting with the lotus, inside of a club called "Lotus", sipping on my sip, hoping no one notices little ol' me. No kids, but papa to your style, so I figure y'all niggas owe me, so I can go and fill up on 3, and put $30 in the tank, getting Banks like Phillip, on me.
Guest vocal: Bobby (
www.myspace.com/robthelyricist)