Lirik Lagu Only When I'm Drunk - Tha Alkaholiks
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Intro: Tash, speaking to J-Ro
Yo whassup man, get up man [*urrp* I can't bust man]Get up nigga, bust [I'm fucked]Get up you gotta do your verse nigga[Aight I'll try it] Get up nigga!
Verse One: J-Ro
I get drunk and I stumble to the phoneAnd conjure up a bitch to bone when I'm aloneOHh shit, tow back, I need to take a pissOnly when I'm drunk I sing a song like thisMy grandma and your grandma *urrp*Sittin by the fireHold on, turn the beat off [nah, keep it goinJ-Ro can you make it?] I'm just not knowinI get drunk and start talkin mo' shitAnd when I got a gun in my hand you better get, outCause my brain just ain't what it used to beForget tryin to raionalize, cover your eyesAh d-*urrp*, damn I'm drunkI need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funkWhen I get drunk I might act uncouthBut when I get drunk I always tell the truthYeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky freshI make hip-hop fans say yes yesThe Liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upopHold up, hold up, I think I gotta...*urrrrrrp* Damn, false alarmGettin all the ladies with my cool charmWhen I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punkYeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk
Yeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, Tash
Verse Two: Tash, E-Swift
It goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesiaIt's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezerBust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapperThat'd get you our your seat quicker than a car jackerSlip a Colt for the fever when I'm coolin with my peopleGot hoes in East Columus lik
Yo whassup man, get up man [*urrp* I can't bust man]Get up nigga, bust [I'm fucked]Get up you gotta do your verse nigga[Aight I'll try it] Get up nigga!
Verse One: J-Ro
I get drunk and I stumble to the phoneAnd conjure up a bitch to bone when I'm aloneOHh shit, tow back, I need to take a pissOnly when I'm drunk I sing a song like thisMy grandma and your grandma *urrp*Sittin by the fireHold on, turn the beat off [nah, keep it goinJ-Ro can you make it?] I'm just not knowinI get drunk and start talkin mo' shitAnd when I got a gun in my hand you better get, outCause my brain just ain't what it used to beForget tryin to raionalize, cover your eyesAh d-*urrp*, damn I'm drunkI need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funkWhen I get drunk I might act uncouthBut when I get drunk I always tell the truthYeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky freshI make hip-hop fans say yes yesThe Liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upopHold up, hold up, I think I gotta...*urrrrrrp* Damn, false alarmGettin all the ladies with my cool charmWhen I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punkYeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk
Yeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, Tash
Verse Two: Tash, E-Swift
It goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesiaIt's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezerBust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapperThat'd get you our your seat quicker than a car jackerSlip a Colt for the fever when I'm coolin with my peopleGot hoes in East Columus lik
