Vices

ome people overdose

I'm just trying to get the nicest

Bottles on ices

Pull some all nighters (why?)

'Cause everybody got vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices

Everybody got vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices

Everybody got

Popped a couple bottles

I took a couple shots

I done fucked a couple models

I done fucked a couple thots

But from Seattle to Atlanta

From Philly to the bay

The only loyal bitch I know

Is loyal bitch named Tanqueray

She gets me right everytime

It ain't never no fussing or fighting

She said she'll always be mine

That's why I cuff her and wife her

Now that's through sickness and wealth

All the way 'til death do us part

Ever since I seen her on the shelf

I knew we'd always be together from the start

And she tell me when my cups half empty

I tell her when the bottles half full

And I can't get enough so don't tempt me

Sometimes she's chased with redbull

Sometimes I have to re-up

'Cause I want to be with her all the time

'Cause everyone's got vices

I just want to come clean 'bout mine

Some people like to drink

Some people like to smoke

Some people overthink

Some people overdose

I'm just trying to get the nicest

Bottles on ice

Pull some all nighters (why?)

'Cause everybody got vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices

Everybody got vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices

Yeah, everybody got

I rolled a couple fat ones

I passed around the dank

I smashed a couple bad ones

I smashed a couple skanks

But from Cali to Carolina

New York to Tijuana

Only Mary I know's

A faithful hoe named marijuana

I be draped in all designer

Won't catch me in nothing less

Than a couple thousand dollars

Success will just make 'em swallow

Good sex will just make them holler

Good weed will just make it better

And ease the stress in my mind

As I continue to goin' get this cheddar

Better roll it, lick it and then light it

Puff puff, pass that thing 'round

Everyday, I gets excited

'Cause this here, came from the ground

And it was put, on the earth to smoke it

I can't think, of a better time

To light it up and ask if I wanna hit it

'Cause I know I can't decline (Luda!)

Some people like to drink

Some people like to smoke

Some people overthink

Some people overdose

I'm just trying to get the nicest

Bottles on ice

Pull some all nighters (why?)

'Cause everybody got vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices

Everybody got vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices

Everybody got

Worry 'bout your own fucking life (worry 'bout your own, 'bout your own)

Worry 'bout your own fucking life (worry 'bout your own, 'bout your own)

Worry 'bout your own fucking life (worry 'bout your own, 'bout your own)

Worry 'bout your own

Stay the fuck up out of mine (stay the fuck up out of mine)

Stay the fuck up out of mine (stay the fuck up out of mine)

Stay the fuck up out of mine (stay the fuck up out of mine)

Stay the fuck up out of mine (stay the fuck up out of mine)

I'm aight bitch

By: Ludacris