Correction Lyrics TRIP by Ylti

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Uhh
She acting on impulse
And I'm
Pushing one, it's poured
It's like I'm looking for pistol
It's like I'm racing on Bristol
A***yze this Billy Crystal
Baby, we gon' ball like disco
We won't fall, we won't trip
Blowing smoke out of them windows

Now I be slippin' and fallin'
I never trip (never trip)
Now that she drinkin' she wanna strip
(wanna strip)
She got a problem, but she know she want my tip
From all the sh*t that she snorted
I bet that she got a drip
And now she tellin' me something I never said
When we yelling, and screaming
When we in bed (we in bed!)
Got me thinkin' I'll drink a 40 instead
'Fore discover we having a doobie
You be the one I dread
Now the 40 dead
She said all this drinking could really be self defeating
It's Saturday morning, and I'm still drunk in the meeting
I was night before skeeming
I only needed one reason
She say that she want it
But now I see that she leaving
You see I though she was bluffing
She must of thought I was coming
Guess all that sh*t that they talking
I heard a thing
I was nothing
I will not let 'er get to me
On the green I be puffin'
And I will not let you sit with me
When one day I am something
I'm gone!

She acting on impulse
And I'm
Pushing one, it's poured
It's like I'm looking for pistol
It's like I'm racing on Bristol
A***yze this Billy Crystal

Baby, we gon' ball like disco
We won't fall, we won't trip
Blowing smoke out of them windows

She acting on impulse
And I'm
Pushing one, it's poured
It's like I'm looking for pistol
It's like I'm racing on Bristol
A***yze this Billy Crystal
Baby we gon' ball like disco
We won't fall, we won't trip
Blowing smoke out of them windows

She such a stranger on how I live, Tyler
Cannot see what's ahead, flick the windshield wipers
They talk talk, go away
I stay deaf, and stay higher
Cannot walk this way dawg
Dream, I'm Steven Tyler
I sunk your ship, find your ground
It's my land
You are a trip
Forgot to pack my bags
I smell like a skunk
Pepper, leopard
You godammit
I only trip out of some shrooms in my head
I wish the bags beneath my eyes were shook now
I wish this weren't the last of my weed to inhale
I wish they let out all of my friends out of the in jail
So we could chat over kush, not over email
YL so ill, never better, guess you so right
I like me better when my eyes show no white
She like me better when my eyes are so white
Got me aggravated
I wish I was so
High

She acting on impulse
And I'm
Pushing one, it's poured
It's like I'm looking for pistol
It's like I'm racing on Bristol
A***yze this, Billy Crystal

Baby, we gon' ball like disco
We won't fall, we won't trip
Blowing smoke out of them windows

She acting on impulse
And I'm
Pushing one, it's poured
It's like I'm looking for pistol
It's like I'm racing on Bristol
A***yze this Billy Crystal

Baby, we gon' ball like disco
We won't fall, we won't trip
Blowing smoke out of them windows

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