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I saw you out at the spot Sippin' some shit that you used to hate How many drinks is a lot? 'Cause I need a lot more than this to make it not my problem (I won't make it, I can't do this anymore) And if I'm being honest, I'm (I won't make it, I can't do this anymore) Way more than fashionably late So I wait [?] like they pay me to Crushing that shit on the plate But I don't have no interest in saving you, it's not my problem (I won't make it, I can't do this anymore) I can't make it my problem (I can't do this anymore) Roll some, pop some Pour another drink and we'll [?] Roll some, pop some It's gettin' real old, but the night's young Roll some, pop some Pour another drink and we'll [?] Roll some, pop some It's gettin' real old, but the night's young Tell me way too much Tell me way too much Make you say this when you know it's me When you know it's me Songtexte Yeah, pass me the cup, it's not water, I'm pourin' it up I got vibes, I need four in the section Got to be real, is it ever enough? What the fuck are you kidding? It's us Watch me kick myself out of a rut Watch me talk myself out of a problem Watch me smoke myself out of a blunt Huh, and I promise, it only gets better I step out and I'm changin' the weather I been here since like 2007 Mama said that I knew I was destined And that's final I let her make [?] on arrival The way that I'm pushin' this title I'm no seekin' remedy, love The only thing I could tell you is to Roll some, pop some Pour another drink and we'll [?] Roll some, pop some It's gettin' real old, but the night's young Roll some, pop some Pour another drink and we'll [?] Roll some, pop some It's gettin' real old, but the night's young Aus Songtexte Mania