Rob "Cleva" Lightbourne - Whatever Happens, Happens 歌词
Verse:
Damnit it's been a long day
Went to the crib and got dressed now I'm on my way
My homey in Inglewood is having a party
No traffic on the 405 south fly way
So I'm exceeding the speed limit til highway
Patrol come into my vision so I pump my brakes
And keep it legal until he exit then I take
It up to 95 again looking behind me
I pulled up to the scene it was so lively
Greeted the homies then started looking for my drink
And please believe I ain't babysittin' when I drink
I'm tryin' to end up in no condition for driving
Starting to feel the effect of liquor in my veins
I could have sworn I heard somebody calling my name
Oh it's the homegirl she came up to me politely
Backed up put my arms around her then started grinding
Working her body like if she's trying to excite me
Felt me react turned around and she started smiling
Homey she came with was all by himself and I think
He was jealous, probably wanted to fight me, fuck him
Baby saw me take a swig of Hennessy then she asked
If she could have a sip I told her she could finish the glass
She put it to her lips and finished it fast
Then put her arms around my neck while I was palming her ass
Looking at homey like....
Chorus:
I don't give a fuck tonight, pour some liquor in my glass I'm getting drunk
tonight....(3x)
And whatever happens, happens, whatever happens, happens.
Verse 2:
Beer goggles, check! 2 kegs, check!
One flask, check!
6 shot gun-sized shot-glasses, check!
Limited edition Britney beer mug, check!
Coffin-sized ice chest, now I'm just fresh out of AA
Don't know if I wanna hit the Viper Room or the Roxy
Or get drunk at a backyard house party with Kid N Play
Singing Oh-lah-Oh-lah-heyy, you can catch Fate
At all the hot spots from South Beach to L. A.
I must have been born on fat Tuesday cause my birthday
Is officially Mardegraus day
They hang my picture up on every TGI Friday
I have a drinking problem, I won't stop drinking
And that's my problem a disease I'm sure
Vodka is the serum and Rum is the cure
Robin Smith in the background.... I will always love booze
Chorus:
I don't give a fuck tonight, pour some liquor in my glass I'm getting drunk
tonight....(3x)
And whatever happens, happens, whatever happens, happens.
Verse 3:
How much liquor can the human body consume
I'm wondering as the room is hotter than summer afternoons
Vision's a little blurred, when they ask me if I'm fucked up
I hear my words slur.... Yes sir!
Drunk than a motherfucker swear to God my tongue's numb
Pass me another I'm wildin' out til sun comes, shit
Can't walk or talk right
And this bitch who keeps smiling is starting to look alright
She in the mood for action, hands harassing
Breasts pressed to my chest and asking
"What I'm doing later tonight"? Whoa, not quite
Give me like ten more minutes...
Fuck a glass now I'm tippin' bottle til it's hollow
Til every fat girl in here resemble coke bottle-shaped models
Live tonight to the fullest express sorrow tomorrow
The motto I follow as I proceed full throttle (I think I'm ready now)
Chorus:
I don't give a fuck tonight, pour some liquor in my glass I'm getting drunk
tonight....(3x)
And whatever happens, happens, whatever happens, happens.
I don't give a fuck tonight, pour some liquor in my glass I'm getting drunk
tonight....(3x)
And whatever happens, happens, whatever happens, happens.