Текст песни Another Cigarette - Dave Blunts

Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah

Another shot of whiskey
Another Cigarette
I'm drowning all my problems
And all of of my regrets
But you don't gotta cry my love cause soon you will forget
But you don't gotta cry my love cause soon you will forget
Soon you will forget
Keep smoking these cigarettes
Everyday feeling so much pain in my chest
And they know that I dropped out of school
Cause I never got good grades on my tests
Never got good grades I got kicked out of class
I was stranded in Moline
Now I'm never going back
This bitch has me sad that I hopped in my bag
The way I love my niggas you would think I was a

Keep smoking these cigarettes
Every day feeling so much pain in my chest
And they know that I dropped out of school
Cause I never got good grades on my tests
Never got good grades I got kicked out of class
I was stranded in Moline
Now I'm never going back
And I really ran it up
I don't care what they say
And the way I love my niggas
You would think I was

I'm sipping Codeine
My styrofoam is really dirty
I'm sitting at home
I'm steady thinking bout how you hurt me
And just to ease the pain I keep in popping percies
She left at 7 and started getting fucked by 7:30
Niggas fucked my bitch ok no problem
Tell me did you swallow his nut when you topped him
Tell me did you make that niggas use a condom
Tell me did you let him cum inside
Man I really though that the pussy was mine
Hit her from the back sent chills down her spine
Beat that pussy up like my name's Ray Rice

Another shot of whiskey
Another Cigarette
I'm drowning all my problems
And all of of my regrets
But you don't gotta cry my love cause soon you will forget
But you don't gotta cry my love cause soon you will forget
Soon you will forget
Keep smoking these cigarettes
Everyday feeling so much pain in my chest
And they know that I dropped out of school
Cause I never got good grades on my tests
Never got good grades I got kicked out of class
I was stranded in Moline
Now I'm never going back
This bitch has me sad that I hopped in my bag
The way I love my niggas you would think I was a

Keep smoking these cigarettes
Every day feeling so much pain in my chest
And they know that I dropped out of school
Cause I never got good grades on my tests
Never got good grades I got kicked out of class
I was stranded in Moline
Now I'm never going back
And I really ran it up
I don't care what they say
And the way I love my niggas
You would think I was