He say I might mess around and
Play the lotto today
I don't even gamble
I'ma lay back on this couch and
Chug a bottle today
(Lottos and 40s Ounces)
Po' up
Lay down
Throw up
And when I
Wake up
I hope they
Call my number
Drunk off life
I need a thrill
I need a fix
Fix your tone
Don't tell me that
I needa get in midst of a service
Piss me off if you want
Dismiss yourself from my presence
Fix me a sandwich you lil...
Matter fact, I ain't even gon' call you that
Cause all of that drama
Gon' cause a lapse in my mood
And I ain't got time fo' that
I'm tryin to nap
Please scratch my bee dee bee's
If not then please scratch my lotto ticket
No luck...
Please close your mouth
If there ain't no suck takin' place
I know you hate when I'm drunk
But this my copin' potion next to
Lotion rubs and backwoods
Is the only hope for my tough life
He say I might mess around and
Play the lotto today
I don't even gamble
I'ma lay back on this couch and
Chug a bottle today
(Lottos and 40s Ounces)
Po' up
Lay down
Throw up
And when I
Wake up
I hope they
Call my number
Drunk off booz
I need some re runs of an old sitcom cause
My baby mama trippin'
My habits ain't addiction
My happiness is missin'
My sanity lives within
This bottle of Henny
The color so brown
I drink til I'm blue and then
Fall to the ground the
Glass shatters, bladder full of attempts
To retract sadness but I fail every time
I follow the power ball
Hopin' the power of universe passes a dime
Or maybe a million dollars cause
Blue collar salary got me dismantled in pride
I planned to be ballin' like Kobe by
24 years on this planet
Instead I rely on the government
Now I be burnin' these cigarette marks on my leather couch
Not to mention my BM be stressin' out
And that mess stress me out
She be blowin' my high so I drink it out
I used to pray about it,
But now I think about it and
Refuse to talk to the Lord
Cause he never answer
I bet I can live on my own,
What is cancer?
Cancer? Me? Y'all trippin'
He say I might mess around and
Play the lotto today
I don't even gamble
I'ma lay back on this couch and
Chug a bottle today
(Lottos and 40s Ounces)
Po' up
Lay down
Throw up
And when I
Wake up
I hope they
Call my number
He say I might mess around and
Play the lotto today
I don't even gamble,
I'ma lay back on this couch and
Chug a bottle today
(Lottos and 40s Ounces)
Jodie Jo' - Lottos & 40 Ounces Lyrics
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He say I might mess around and
Play the lotto today
I don't even gamble
I'ma lay back on this couch and
Chug a bottle today
(Lottos and 40s Ounces)
Po' up
Lay down
Throw up
And when I
Wake up
I hope they
Call my number
Drunk off life
I need a thrill
I need a fix
Fix your tone
Don't tell me that
I needa get in midst of a service
Piss me off if you want
Dismiss yourself from my presence
Fix me a sandwich you lil...
Matter fact, I ain't even gon' call you that
Cause all of that drama
Gon' cause a lapse in my mood
And I ain't got time fo' that
I'm tryin to nap
Please scratch my bee dee bee's
If not then please scratch my lotto ticket
No luck...
Please close your mouth
If there ain't no suck takin' place
I know you hate when I'm drunk
But this my copin' potion next to
Lotion rubs and backwoods
Is the only hope for my tough life
He say I might mess around and
Play the lotto today
I don't even gamble
I'ma lay back on this couch and
Chug a bottle today
(Lottos and 40s Ounces)
Po' up
Lay down
Throw up
And when I
Wake up
I hope they
Call my number
Drunk off booz
I need some re runs of an old sitcom cause
My baby mama trippin'
My habits ain't addiction
My happiness is missin'
My sanity lives within
This bottle of Henny
The color so brown
I drink til I'm blue and then
Fall to the ground the
Glass shatters, bladder full of attempts
To retract sadness but I fail every time
I follow the power ball
Hopin' the power of universe passes a dime
Or maybe a million dollars cause
Blue collar salary got me dismantled in pride
I planned to be ballin' like Kobe by
24 years on this planet
Instead I rely on the government
Now I be burnin' these cigarette marks on my leather couch
Not to mention my BM be stressin' out
And that mess stress me out
She be blowin' my high so I drink it out
I used to pray about it,
But now I think about it and
Refuse to talk to the Lord
Cause he never answer
I bet I can live on my own,
What is cancer?
Cancer? Me? Y'all trippin'
He say I might mess around and
Play the lotto today
I don't even gamble
I'ma lay back on this couch and
Chug a bottle today
(Lottos and 40s Ounces)
Po' up
Lay down
Throw up
And when I
Wake up
I hope they
Call my number
He say I might mess around and
Play the lotto today
I don't even gamble,
I'ma lay back on this couch and
Chug a bottle today
(Lottos and 40s Ounces)
Play the lotto today
I don't even gamble
I'ma lay back on this couch and
Chug a bottle today
(Lottos and 40s Ounces)
Po' up
Lay down
Throw up
And when I
Wake up
I hope they
Call my number
Drunk off life
I need a thrill
I need a fix
Fix your tone
Don't tell me that
I needa get in midst of a service
Piss me off if you want
Dismiss yourself from my presence
Fix me a sandwich you lil...
Matter fact, I ain't even gon' call you that
Cause all of that drama
Gon' cause a lapse in my mood
And I ain't got time fo' that
I'm tryin to nap
Please scratch my bee dee bee's
If not then please scratch my lotto ticket
No luck...
Please close your mouth
If there ain't no suck takin' place
I know you hate when I'm drunk
But this my copin' potion next to
Lotion rubs and backwoods
Is the only hope for my tough life
He say I might mess around and
Play the lotto today
I don't even gamble
I'ma lay back on this couch and
Chug a bottle today
(Lottos and 40s Ounces)
Po' up
Lay down
Throw up
And when I
Wake up
I hope they
Call my number
Drunk off booz
I need some re runs of an old sitcom cause
My baby mama trippin'
My habits ain't addiction
My happiness is missin'
My sanity lives within
This bottle of Henny
The color so brown
I drink til I'm blue and then
Fall to the ground the
Glass shatters, bladder full of attempts
To retract sadness but I fail every time
I follow the power ball
Hopin' the power of universe passes a dime
Or maybe a million dollars cause
Blue collar salary got me dismantled in pride
I planned to be ballin' like Kobe by
24 years on this planet
Instead I rely on the government
Now I be burnin' these cigarette marks on my leather couch
Not to mention my BM be stressin' out
And that mess stress me out
She be blowin' my high so I drink it out
I used to pray about it,
But now I think about it and
Refuse to talk to the Lord
Cause he never answer
I bet I can live on my own,
What is cancer?
Cancer? Me? Y'all trippin'
He say I might mess around and
Play the lotto today
I don't even gamble
I'ma lay back on this couch and
Chug a bottle today
(Lottos and 40s Ounces)
Po' up
Lay down
Throw up
And when I
Wake up
I hope they
Call my number
He say I might mess around and
Play the lotto today
I don't even gamble,
I'ma lay back on this couch and
Chug a bottle today
(Lottos and 40s Ounces)
Writer: Jordan Lyles
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