breakin' hearts & breakin' guitars

emily clare
19 November
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i had some 40z on my mind when i woke up this mornin'
i was sick of fancy drinks from the bitches i'd been bonin'
wanted to get trashed, lay down and drink my stash
get up and make a quick dash then bat my fuckin' eyelash
at the big nasty bottle of the shit i drink
you may call me a ghetto freak but i won't even blink
don't even try to contain the 40z that i drain
i leave a malt liquor stain like a fucking freight train