Drunk Dialing

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Curren$y] Club night turn to sunrise You know I still ain't done, right? Skip my place, and take you to yo' crib I'm tryna roll a mega joint, raid yo' fridge You got the PS3 you love yo' kid I'ma play his shit since he not here And I still got a fetish for other niggas hoes Still keep the tooth brush in my car With some basketball shorts and a charger for my phone You never know what'll happen Spontaneous action, in the city of the Mardi Gras Parades and gun-clappin, quarterbacking Not the center, but I'm snapping bongs Shorty don't be smoking like that, she gone Leon Phelps, Hugh Hef' grotto flow Boogie nights at the Roxbury, which way should we go huh? [Chorus: Curren$y] Six in the morn' But I don't wanna go home So I'm driving from the club alone Hoping one of these hoes answer they phones Six in the morn' But I don't wanna go home So I'm driving from the club alone Hoping one of these hoes answer they phones (Got these bitches slippin' of they wedding rings) (Its the planes and the gang) [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] Yeah, six a-m, chicks we slay them Knowing favorite songs picks we play them I ain't on some, oh I'm just some big star shit But tell you I sure afford it My lifestyle, all the visuals are gorgeous Spend nights out couple bitches at the fortress Got all these lil hoes addicted Cause if it ain't broke, then it's rich, bitch I'm ridin' in my ride getting lifted Thinkin' which chick I'ma Bruce Lee kick with I roll another joint then start my mission Inhaling while she ready my previsions Need a nigga that don't care what it cost him Say you scared of heights, but admit the view is awesome And the weathers great, roll another plane Celebrate, and I'm in the sky, so she ask me how I'm fly [Chorus: Curren$y] Six in the morn' But I don't wanna go home So I'm driving from the club alone Hoping one of these hoes answer they phones Six in the morn' But I don't wanna go home So I'm driving from the club alone Hoping one of these hoes answer they phones