See, I gotta be outta my head
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To deal with ya
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And I gotta be outta my head
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To be still with ya
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See, I love you but I don't like that
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I leave, but then I come right back to you
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So what is the point?
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I might as well sit here and roll me a joint
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Or pour me a drink,
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So I can wasted and don't have to think
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No more. Get High as a plane
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Cause sober we drive each other insane
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And we know if we don't
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We just start fighting again
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[Chorus:]
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So either we smoke,
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Or we drink
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Or we break up
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Either we smoke
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Or we drink
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Or we break up
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Cause Only time we don't fight
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Is if we drunk or we high (oh my)
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Either we smoke or we drink or we break up
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(Either we smoking or drinking or we at each other's throat) [x4]
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(Let's go)
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I gotta be outta my head
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To deal with ya
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And I gotta be outta my head
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To be still with you
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See, I love you but I don't like that
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Keep leaving, and coming right back to you
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So I roll me swisha, pour me some liquor before we start to bicker
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And calling each other out our names,
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Plenty bitches and niggas
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Arguing over all that small shit, keeps getting bigger
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Get me a corona out the kitchen oh
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[Breakdown]
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Nigga we only get along when we high [x2]
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Either we smoking, oh
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[Chorus]
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Drug Love [x4]
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Smoke, Drink, Break Up
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| Mila J |
