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Drugged Lyrics by J. Dash

Tabloid Truth

2012

[Intro]
Hah, okay so
A lot of people ask me why
Why don't I drink?
And a lot of people guess it might be for religious reasons
And that's not the case
I just had a bad experience
You really wanna know?
Alright, so this how the story go, look

[Chorus]
Went into the club to rock a show real quick (Quick)
Then smoke a bird, ain't drink no liq' (Liq')
Got up to spit (Ayy), rockin' my new clothes and kicks
I remembered that chick that sat on that (Sofa)
I sure done forgot what I (Told her)
And she put her hand on my (Shoulder)
And then I drink all of my (Soda)
And it all went out of con—trol, woah, woah, woah, woah (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
E'rybody started movin' real slow, woah, woah, woah, woah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
And then I started talkin' real low, woah, woah, woah, woah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
And now I can't remеmber no mo', woah, woah, woah, woah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse 1]
(Drugged) Woke up, callеd Kenny on the cell
Told him come and get me I'm in ATL
(So where are you exactly?) Dog, I can't tell
My head's still spinnin', can't think too well
I'm (Drugged), I think I woke up on a bench
I got a couple dollars and a wrench
A paper clip and a lil' lint
And 'bout half of a Mento mint
I'm (Drugged), look, I just want to get home
Hop on the MARTA and get, get gone
Reached in my pocket to pull out my wallet and
Shoot, my wallet gone
(Drugged) A'ight, Dash, take a breath
Get it together and retrace yo' steps
This is not what I had on when I left
And why am I wet? Look, all I know is that I—

[Chorus]
Went into the club to rock a show real quick (Quick)
Then smoke a bird, ain't drink no liq' (Liq')
Got up to spit (Ayy), rockin' my new clothes and kicks
I remembered that chick that sat on that (Sofa)
I sure done forgot what I (Told her)
And she put her hand on my (Shoulder)
And then I drink all of my (Soda)
And it all went out of con—trol, woah, woah, woah, woah (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
E'rybody started movin' real slow, woah, woah, woah, woah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
And then I started talkin' real low, woah, woah, woah, woah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
And now I can't remember no mo', woah, woah, woah, woah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse 2]
(Flashback) Here's the nitty-gritty of the nitty-gritty
Me and Kitty took the sev'-fifty to another city
Pretty as a Playboy bunny (Church)
Backside feelin' all gummy (Church)
Ridin' down the road feelin' better than ever
She say she never had a brother that had treated her better
And whether the weather was better or not
Until death do us part, we would always be together (Wait, what?)
(Blackout) Then I woke up in the same car
(Blackout) Then I woke up in the gay bar
(Blackout) Now I'm tweaked out, gettin' freaked out
Tryna figure out how I'm geeked off of Spreete
Sprite, whatever I know that I'm never
Drinkin' after no heffer wearin' leather ever, again
Lord, Jesus, if you let me get through this, I promise
I'll be at church every Sunday (Amen)

[Chorus]
Went into the club to rock a show real quick (Quick)
Then smoke a bird, ain't drink no liq' (Liq')
Got up to spit (Ayy), rockin' my new clothes and kicks
I remembered that chick that sat on that (Sofa)
I sure done forgot what I (Told her)
And she put her hand on my (Shoulder)
And then I drink all of my (Soda)
And it all went out of con—trol, woah, woah, woah, woah (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
E'rybody started movin' real slow, woah, woah, woah, woah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
And then I started talkin' real low, woah, woah, woah, woah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
And now I can't remember no mo', woah, woah, woah, woah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Outro]
Nah, bro, I'm tellin' you she was fine
Like Halle Berry fine, y'knamean?
And like, you would've never guessed she would've slipped somethin' in a dude drink, y'know I'm sayin'?
Like one second in the club chillin' with her
Next thing I know I'm wakin' up on a park bench with a tattoo of a chicken wang on my shoulder blade
And oh, my wallet gone
Y'know I'm sayin' like, how the hell I'm a get home now?
Luckily I still have some battery on my phone so I can call y'all up
But look, call Beeze up, tell 'em to have my car ready when I get to the Haliford, y'know I'm sayin'?
I'm 'bout to be out
Credits

About “Drugged” by J. Dash

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