文本歌词

Undrunk (Explicit) - Chris Brown/Too $hort/E-40
Lyrics by：Chris Brown/Floyd 'A1' Bentley/Yann Frederic Nicolas Espinosa Espinosa/Patrizio Pigliapoco/Todd Shaw/Earl Stevens/Dameion P. Roy, Jr./Bobby Joseph Turner, Jr.
Composed by：Chris Brown/Floyd 'A1' Bentley/Yann Frederic Nicolas Espinosa Espinosa/Patrizio Pigliapoco/Todd Shaw/Earl Stevens/Dameion P. Roy, Jr./Bobby Joseph Turner, Jr.
E-Feezy
$hort $hort
A1 this beat slaps
Chris Brown：
I'm too lit she f**ked up
We wish that we could get undrunk
Ayy
She too lit
Lit
She f**ked up
We wish that we could get undrunk
Ayy yeah
Chris Brown：
D**n bust that thing open
Bust
Show me how you bust that thing open
Huh what you waitin' for
Don't mind them lil' guys this a Draco
Grrah
I'll light up his top like a halo
Woo
They'll shut down this block if I say so
You already know
You a yes man my n***as on payroll
That's your best friend tell that ho 'Stay close'
If you ain't f**kin' bet she will for the pesos
Take a shot
Take a shot
Toot it up
Toot it up
Now make it drop
Make it drop
Bring it back
Bring it back
Then make it pop
Make it pop
She a hickory-d**kory-thot
Sorry ow
She do freaky things off that tequila
Got her roommate they live on Reseda
Give them both the business two cheerleaders
Thizz face listenin' to Mac Dre like I'm from the Bay
I'm too lit she f**ked up
We wish that we could get undrunk
Ayy
She too lit
Lit
She f**ked up
Woo woo
We wish that we could get undrunk
Ayy yeah
E-40：
Uh she L-I-T
L-I-T
She lit
She lit
She f**k with me
F**k with me
I'm it
I'm it
She a cutie her booty shaped like a heart she hella smart
And she got a*s like her auntie yeah that part
I ain't a sucka I ain't a weirdo
I ain't a goof and I ain't a clown
I throw a b***h in the air and break her 'fore she hit the ground
When I was in elementary I was quiet my pockets was on a diet
I woke up and I decided
B***h
Wind it slow bring it back be a beast with it
Be a beast with it
Shake it fast hit the gas f**k a speed limit
F**k a speed limit
Watch your back
Watch your back
Touch your knees
Touch your knees
Put it on me make you feel it through your jeans
Chris Brown：
I'm too lit
The yay
She f**ked up
Woo woo
We wish that we could get undrunk
Ah ah ah ah
She too lit
Brr
She f**ked up
Woo woo
We wish that we could get undrunk
Ah ah ah ah
Too $hort：
Why they gotta say it like $hort
I go hard f**k sleep
F**k sleep
If the b***h with me she's a freak
Freak
$hort dawg you know me
I got her playin' with her p***y in the VIP
She said 'I like your songs
I wanna give you this thing all night long'
She took 'em off and threw her thong
And said 'Daddy can you take me home'
I said 'b***h'
Chris Brown：
Take a shot
Take a shot
Toot it up
Toot it up
Now make it drop
Make it drop
Bring it back then make it pop
Make it pop
She a hickory-d**kory-thot
Sorry ha
She do freaky things off that tequila
Got her roommate they live on Reseda
Woo
Give them both the business two cheerleaders
If one get drunk then she follow the leader
Woo
I'm too lit
Lit
She f**ked up
Woo woo
We wish that we could get undrunk
Ah ah ah ah
She too lit
Brr
She f**ked up
We wish that we could get undrunk
Ah ah ah ah