Some Kind of Drug lyrics
Wake up this morning I’m shaking I can’t be still girlToo many images running through my mindAs soon as I hit it I kick it out of my systemEven my brother he ask me “What you on?”I’m on some kinda drugCan’t explainAll the ways you get me highI’m on some kinda drugCan’t explainDon’t keep me waiting all nightGirl come throughAnd that’s why I’m runningFire be brurning in my hotel roomCome throughCampaign be poppin’System be knocking in my hotel roomYeah uh
Ever since I met you, you got me changing my scheduleIf you ain’t know, that shits eventfulAnd losing this money is dreadful, butBelieve me, that pussy is specialYou wanna meet moms, I might let youRollie is so presidential, keep it on while we fuck that’s ’cause I meant to, yeahFuck you twice, we take a nap, soon as you’re awake, get backGo for three, it takes a nackI’m taking you to places thatYou ain’t been girl, face the fact, meant it, I can’t take it backWhisky straight, ain’t chasing that, I’ll taste the catYeah, you told me I own that pearl, yeah, that’s ’cause I bone you girlYou should be my only girl, when I hit it, you feel like you own the world
I’m on some kind of drug
Can’t explain all the ways you get me highI’m on some kind of drugCan’t explain, don’t keep me waiting all nightGirl come through, them bath water runningFire be burning in my hotel roomCome through, champagne be poppingSystem be knocking in my hotel room
Since the last time we had sex, honestly, I’ve been a mess, wellFienin’ ’cause you got the best, borderline kind of obsessed and yeahI’m on some kind of drug, I’ve been addicted and I cannot find enoughI call you, I’m tryna fuck, I’m in room 921, come on upAnd we could put up the “please do not disturb”I got the drink, I got the herb, I’m tweakin’, now I must be curedThe only way I rest assured is if, I get my fixI love the way your dress just slips right off your waist, right down your hipsTechnique’s the best, she knows some tricks and yeahI need you now, I need you badYou and me both been fienin’ bad, I guess what I really mean is that, yeah
I’m on some kind of drugCan’t explain all the ways you get me highI’m on some kind of drugCan’t explain, don’t keep me waiting all nightGirl come through, them bath water runningFire be burning in my hotel roomCome through, champagne be poppingSystem be knocking in my hotel room, come through