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Devin The Dude
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I Can't Quit
作詞：Marty Robbins
Man, they got him in the office again, man
Yeah, I know, he's been in there for an hour already
And ya know, I kinda feel bad for the guy
Damn, what do you mean, the fucker clocks in drunk
Man, it's his wife and kids, that's who you need to feel sorry for
Yeah, I know. and ya know, what are they gonna do if he loses
Another job, fuckin' Alcy, fuckin' pothead
He owes me Dollar 5 anyway
On my way to the job, drunk than a bitch
I'm late for work again, damn, boss goin' have a fit
He said, 'This shit been going on for just too damn long
I need to go and find some help or take my drunk ass home'
And I really don't wanna quit because see then I can't sit
Up on my ass and smoke my grass from unemployment checks
And I admit, when I wake up, I hit the drank, I blow up
But in back of the job, I don't bother noone
I stay strictly to myself, co-workers know I be blowed
So they say my production is throwed and I'm not carrying my load
So I go, and share my problems with my friends who be
Just as high as I as they pass the doobie to me
Just as high as I as they pass the doobie to me
Just as high as I as they pass the doobie to me
Who we be, fucked up fool, drunk, blowed, bent
When it's time to pay my rent my money's damn near spent
I know i'm fucking up my lungs, my liver ain't 'bout shit
From all the weed and all the alcohol but y'all, I can't quit
Man, if it was me dog, I'd say, 'Fuck that job'
Man, here, hit the weed, man, fuck a job, man
Shit, I'll hit that, here, I'll hit it
Shit, no weed goin' never tell you nothin' wrong
I've been tellin' you to quit that motherfuckin' job anyways
Yeah, that boss trippin', on my dick anyways
Fuck that nigga, Hell fuck yeah
Want me to kick his ass for you? Fuck it man
See, reefer's like a friend who free me from my foes
Drinking something different today but wearing the same old clothes
I guess weed, wine, and women was the life that I chose
But it got hard splitting my dick between my wife and these hoes
So I just smoke an ounce a day, nothing less
Spent so many damn dollars that it don't make no fucking sense
I went to seek help thought I was losing my mind
The doctor walked in high with some brew and a dime
And said, 'It's your life, nigga, go ahead and enjoy
And whenever you need some weed, nigga just hollar at your boy'
'Cause ain't nothing wrong nigga, go on on
Take these, you need at least 3 cups in the morning'
Drinking all day, big chiefing at night
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I keep my eyes red and tight so that my teeth can look white
And I can smell it and tell it the weed you have ain't shit
But i'll still take a pull and twist the cap on the bull, I can't quit
Damn, doctor, is this shit gonna kill me, man?
No, no son, no need to panic
It's actually quite good for you
It slows down the structure of white blood cells
And cures the flow, it's called nature's illing leaf
The more you smoke it the better you feel. take another hit
You ain't bullshittin', you did good
Would I lie to you?
Just another day, another fat sweet to get my head right
I'm sitting back, my windows cracked, I'm chilling at the red light
Minding my business but why is this law typing my plates
I only gotta dime and ain't got time to catch no case
But still she races up to me and stick her nose out in my car
'Hey bitch, what you looking in my car for?'
She pointed at the sweet still burning and said
'Aw, hey bitch, what you looking in my car for?'
She pointed at the sweet still burning and said
'Aw, hey bitch, what you looking in my car for?'
She pointed at the sweet still burning and said
I had to think quick, pulled out my dick
And shoved it in her jaw but like weak times
I had to hit the gas, collect my seeds, clean the ash
Non-stop, evade the cops
They mad because I'm high they not
I made the block, screwed up some cop
Dipped back on the freeway, threw my empty 40 bottle out
When I passed San Felipe
We stay blowed, fucked up, drunk, full, bent
My kids screaming astroworld but all my time is spent
And you can tell the way I smell, my braincells ain't shit
From all the weed and all the alcohol but y'all, I can't quit
That was cool, man, hey, can I get one of those dranks?
Naw, man, I told you about your beer-hoggin' ass
Nigga, go to the fuckin' store, c'mon, man, can I drink with y'all, man?
I can't hear, goddamn, I can't hear shit, [Incomprehensible]
Do you have a job? Do you have a job?
Hell yeah I gotta job motherfucker
I just spend all my money buying weed
Ya know, it helps me work longer
So I can make more money
So I can buy more weed
So I can work longer
So I can make more money
So I can buy more weed
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