Bad day my bitches Negativity on my is ridiculous No more shine up on the real N9ne They talkin' bad on the Comin' at a nigga so Get up out of my bed, I'm of feelin' restricted Fans that I switched They can tell I was hurt by lookin' at my pic Got a call from Stevie, y'all know his he 'bout to come to KC, wanna have a little get together, that's easy Got a little Wabo, some biz and Ciroc, yo They have it at my house, is there room for Frizz and Picasso? yeah, come on down Told Mackazilla we done on rounds, we gotta get more liquor, spread the fun on 'round We 'bout to kick it with family, put the gun on down I ain't kicked it in This 'bout to be than Freon Got another from my homeboy in Denver, named Dion He just pulled into KC sayin' he's double fisted, with I him I was on liquor duty and Stone'em was on models All of my ready for action I woke, all I remembered is crashin' I can try and tell you in the verse But I don't know what happened
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[Verse 2: N9ne] Woke up, got sick, ain't sleepin' in my shit Looked in the mirror, fucked up busted is my top lip Real busted, real puffy, a nigga punched me the fuck out I don't smoke but my mouth taste like big like my nigga Yukmouth I think I remember two chicks, one thick, was a toothpick I I was takin' shots with 'em, of Patrn, I don't do this KC Teas, ghetto suds, talkin' to the chick with ghetto She was when another beautiful widow cut In of her talkin' to me and then I said, "Oh, fuck!" keep sayin' (Becka Joy) But I don't remember seein' (Becka Joy) But I heard if you really please (Becka Joy) Put one, two, three in (Becka Joy) Glimpses of a house full of bitches and And some losin' they pants and each other And eating each other, and me brothas My publicist stuck a bitch Cause she punched my nigga with her fist But he her out, instead She outta line, nigga somethin' been said Then somehow I touched her My lip hit her big
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N9ne] Scenario, happened? That nigga laughin', cause he made all the drinks potent My lip is fucked, I'm not Said she was up with hips, 'bout 5'1, hell pretty, but Cripped out Said that she got a little cocky and me a demon and I flipped out Said that her body was bruised up and her earlobes had a few I told him I hit women, it was not me, I don't do stuff Came downstairs, all my niggas still out Then I saw empty bottles, the of Caribou Lou, (damn) Now there's a loose
The night was perfectly, all seemed well I woke up in the dizzy, feelin' like hell I don't like myself, oh no I've never felt this way before in so long just a blur
(Voice of a girl)
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