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Jay Price - Vice Lyrics



Jay Price - Vice Lyrics
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[ Featuring Aminé ]

Ok, ok (yeah, yeah, ok, ok all good, all good)
Ok, ok (ok, ok, yeah, yeah, get it)
Ok, ok (yeah, ah, uh, yeah, get it, uh huh)
Ok, ok (yeah, ok, yeah, ah, wha, wha, wha)
What you talkin' 'bout?

All I ever wanted is just a little more liquor in my cup
(More drink, more drink, more drink, more drink)
All she ever wants is just a little more weed in a blunt
(Ay, ay, I'ma good)
I need to fry it in your eyes (ay)
Yeah, it's time for me to come and slide (ay)
Yeah I seen the devil in your eyes
Tell me what it takes to fit a life (uh huh)
Yeah I seen the hate, I seen divide
Ain't no compromise, we just multiply
Numbers never lie, shame for numbers, I
Never been a backseat boy, listening to Blackstreet
In the backstreet where neighbors will pack heat
Well let's fax me, I'll be where the blacks be
Summertime khaki, only time I get jiggy
Time we get busy 'cause

I don't f*ck with niggas that they actin' like they don't know
When their head is goin' numb but really dat ain't true (dat ain't true)
Dat, dat ain't true no (dat ain't true)
Dat, dat ain't true, done
You ain't never really in a cuck, 'cause you ain't cool bro
I believe the fire in your eyes, it's time for me to come beside
To f*ck the fight and f*ck the time that you been wastin'
Bein' a racist, face it, I ain't changin' at all

All I ever wanted is just a little more liquor in my cup
(More drink, more drink, more drink, more drink)
All she ever wants is just a little more weed in a blunt

I be, I be on my cool drop (ok, yeah, yeah)
That's how we do, dog (ok)
I be on my cool (ok, yeah, yeah)
That's how I, that's how I be on my cool, dog (ok, yeah, yeah)
Ah, cool yeah, gotta get it on (ok, yeah)
This is how we do, dog (ok) (wha, wha, wha)
What you talkin' 'bout?

Blow yo nigga like Akon
Says she loves Frank and napalm
Shorty ain't drunk, she take qualm
But never will I ever put a cape on
West Side nigga we gonna save hos
Well we do, sometimes
Tryna bag something in this club tonight
It don't mean they got the juice in the cryptonite

(Ha ha ha ha ha, you so crazy)

Day's up, better when I'm drunk (true)
Try to stay sane like a monk (yeah)
Trinkle when I drink some (ay)
Why life gotta be so hard?
Why my bills gotta be so high?
She all B.M when she deal me in
On my friends just to get light (hey)

All I ever wanted is just a little more liquor in my cup
(More drink, more drink, more drink, more drink)
All she ever wants is just a little more weed in a blunt

I be, I be on my cool drop (ok, yeah, yeah)
That's how we do, dog (ok)
I be on my cool (ok, yeah, yeah)
That's how I, that's how I be on my cool, dog (ok, yeah, yeah)
Ah, cool yeah, gotta get it on (ok, yeah)
This is how we do, dog (ok) (wha, wha, wha)
What you talkin' 'bout?)

Ok, ok (yeah, yeah, ok, ok all good, all good)
Ok, ok (ok, ok, yeah, yeah, get it)
Ok, ok (yeah, ah, uh, yeah, get it, uh huh)
Ok, ok (yeah, ok, yeah, ah, wha, wha, wha)
What you talkin' 'bout?

All I ever wanted was a little more liquor in my cup
And all she ever wanted was a little more weed in a blunt
All I ever wanted was a little more liquor in my cup
And all she ever wanted was a little more weed in a blunt
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Ok, ok (yeah, yeah, ok, ok all good, all good)
Ok, ok (ok, ok, yeah, yeah, get it)
Ok, ok (yeah, ah, uh, yeah, get it, uh huh)
Ok, ok (yeah, ok, yeah, ah, wha, wha, wha)
What you talkin' 'bout?

All I ever wanted is just a little more liquor in my cup
(More drink, more drink, more drink, more drink)
All she ever wants is just a little more weed in a blunt
(Ay, ay, I'ma good)
I need to fry it in your eyes (ay)
Yeah, it's time for me to come and slide (ay)
Yeah I seen the devil in your eyes
Tell me what it takes to fit a life (uh huh)
Yeah I seen the hate, I seen divide
Ain't no compromise, we just multiply
Numbers never lie, shame for numbers, I
Never been a backseat boy, listening to Blackstreet
In the backstreet where neighbors will pack heat
Well let's fax me, I'll be where the blacks be
Summertime khaki, only time I get jiggy
Time we get busy 'cause

I don't f*ck with niggas that they actin' like they don't know
When their head is goin' numb but really dat ain't true (dat ain't true)
Dat, dat ain't true no (dat ain't true)
Dat, dat ain't true, done
You ain't never really in a cuck, 'cause you ain't cool bro
I believe the fire in your eyes, it's time for me to come beside
To f*ck the fight and f*ck the time that you been wastin'
Bein' a racist, face it, I ain't changin' at all

All I ever wanted is just a little more liquor in my cup
(More drink, more drink, more drink, more drink)
All she ever wants is just a little more weed in a blunt

I be, I be on my cool drop (ok, yeah, yeah)
That's how we do, dog (ok)
I be on my cool (ok, yeah, yeah)
That's how I, that's how I be on my cool, dog (ok, yeah, yeah)
Ah, cool yeah, gotta get it on (ok, yeah)
This is how we do, dog (ok) (wha, wha, wha)
What you talkin' 'bout?

Blow yo nigga like Akon
Says she loves Frank and napalm
Shorty ain't drunk, she take qualm
But never will I ever put a cape on
West Side nigga we gonna save hos
Well we do, sometimes
Tryna bag something in this club tonight
It don't mean they got the juice in the cryptonite

(Ha ha ha ha ha, you so crazy)

Day's up, better when I'm drunk (true)
Try to stay sane like a monk (yeah)
Trinkle when I drink some (ay)
Why life gotta be so hard?
Why my bills gotta be so high?
She all B.M when she deal me in
On my friends just to get light (hey)

All I ever wanted is just a little more liquor in my cup
(More drink, more drink, more drink, more drink)
All she ever wants is just a little more weed in a blunt

I be, I be on my cool drop (ok, yeah, yeah)
That's how we do, dog (ok)
I be on my cool (ok, yeah, yeah)
That's how I, that's how I be on my cool, dog (ok, yeah, yeah)
Ah, cool yeah, gotta get it on (ok, yeah)
This is how we do, dog (ok) (wha, wha, wha)
What you talkin' 'bout?)

Ok, ok (yeah, yeah, ok, ok all good, all good)
Ok, ok (ok, ok, yeah, yeah, get it)
Ok, ok (yeah, ah, uh, yeah, get it, uh huh)
Ok, ok (yeah, ok, yeah, ah, wha, wha, wha)
What you talkin' 'bout?

All I ever wanted was a little more liquor in my cup
And all she ever wanted was a little more weed in a blunt
All I ever wanted was a little more liquor in my cup
And all she ever wanted was a little more weed in a blunt
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: ADAM DANIEL, JAZON KAWU-EUGENIO, JONAH CHRISTIAN
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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Performed By: Jay Price
Featuring: Aminé
Length: 3:22
Written by: ADAM DANIEL, JAZON KAWU-EUGENIO, JONAH CHRISTIAN

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