DESCRIPTION:
Brownberry
It's not me it's the music making me behave this way
I don't usually lose it till the room begins to sway
This beat sound like some new shhhhh fire lighting up the rave
Feel like I've had my fuse lit dancing next to open flames
But I'm OK this vodka straight must be Perrier
Does it matter anyway?

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OG
You could say am still learning bout the birds and the bees
I feel kinda stung coz my girl wants to leave
I dont know what Iv'e done but its hurting me deep
I just wanna leave this earth permantly G
I'm sitting by the bar
Reciting bars, sipping on whisky
Poored another glass saw this girls beloved ass
I start to feel frisky,
Bare music in the background, the way she shakes her back wow,
I'm drunk if I take her to my room I will pass out,
A chump, thats how I really look coz i crashed out drunk!

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OG
Iv'e got a hangover
Feeling like I was pushed over the edge I used to hang over
Brownberry
I've gone to a level I've never been before
OG
Now my head is spinning and I just keep sipping
on these spirits I see doubles, I got blurred vision
Brownberry
I nearly made it to the door, instead I'm lying face down on the floor