Afroman

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  • Afroman Drive Better Drunk Lyrics

           

    [Chorus: 2x]

    Don't grab my keys when the party's over

    I drive better drunk, than you do sober



    [Verse 1]

    I don't know what you've been told

    I've been drinkin since 12 years old

    Started in 1988

    Hangin at the liquor store real real late

    I drunk a swallow, I drunk a cup

    Drunk the bottle, I threw up

    Over the years, I learned to pace it

    Get kinda tipsy, but not that wasted

    I like beer, but I love malt liquor

    Cuz malt liquor, get me drunk quicker

    Stop on the freeway, take a whiz

    Hop in my Cadillac and handle my biz

    I drive better drunk than I do sober

    Cuz when I'm sober right

    I think I can make through the, red light

    Go, go, go, I hope I'm not dead right

    But when I'm drunk, I know I can't

    So I ain't, I drive like a saint

    Drinkin is a class I did not flunk

    I'm a Colt 45 certified drunk



    [Chorus: 2x]



    [Verse 2]

    I dropped outta school in 9-0

    Became the world's greatest wino

    I drink at home, I drink at work

    Ignore the boss, he just a jerk

    I drink 12:00 in the day

    Relax my nerve, serve my yay'

    When my day go bad, I always drink

    Calm down, relax and think

    Only days we like to clown

    A 24-ounce 'fore the sun go down

    On weekends, that's when it's cool

    To drink a 40-ounce, and act a fool

    Once I get into that zone

    I leave that beer and that liquor alone

    I can barely walk, I can barely talk

    But I can glide that Cadillac like a hawk



    [Chorus: 2x]



    [Verse 3]

    I ran from the cops in the rain

    With my church shoes on

    I drove from Palmdale, California to Compton

    Drunk two 40-ounces, Old English 800, the club ended

    All the homies left my in the parkin lot toe' back

    Wasn't nobody out there but me and the sheriff department

    Fell asleep on the 14

    Woke up on the 405

    Fell asleep on the 405

    Woke up on the 105

    Fell asleep on the 105

    Woke up in bed

    Call that, uh, autopilot

    But don't try that at home; I got skills

    I am to liquor, what the Crocodile Hunter is to alligators

    "These crocs, they're not your ordinary crocs

    "You gotta grab them in the mandible"

    We can't find no hotels man (you know what I'm sayin)

    So we might have to drive

    All day, and all night

    I got some music

    So it's alright



    [Repeat 4x]

    All day, and all night

    I got some music

    It's alright



    Make you feel good

    Rollin through the hood

    With your windows down

    Checkin out your sounds

    Just lend me a light

    No stress and strive, baby

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