Whiskey(Album Version|Edited) - Villebillies

Whiskey (Album Version|Edited) - Villebillies
If the whiskey don't kill me
I don't know what will you can catch me in the city
Catch me in the hills catch me rolling down the river
Smokin on a swisher picture perfect as the winner
And gone off the liquor
Early in the morning when the sun is in the east
I awaken shakin
Lokin for a drink
Impatient can't wait to stay bent
Alcohol veins means equal stasis lay
Waste to a shot and chase it mmm tasty
Make haste get crazy vacate pain no strike will phase me
Hey ladies woops oopsy daisy buzzin like a bumble
Start some trouble
Trippin on a beer and stumble oh dear who put that there
No fear man i'm not scared low gear
Step it up a notch vodka bourbon
Gin and scotch
Liquor store reserve spot
Pull right up in the parking lot
If its dark or not
I'm a get it started
Drink like a madman not half hearted
Dirty dirty that's what's up
Villebillie boys and we give no boy we keep it crunk
Off the wall
Half us smell like alcohol
All i really wanna do is get my buzz
Losing my self up in the suds
I don't even know who you though
We was keep the good brew and keep the good bud
Rollin rollin down that river of bourbon
Nursin barely hurtin just fell down in
My big black boots and i'm swerving tied up in the curtains
Laid out must have flew the coop woke up no loot
No three piece suit no smoke no juice no hundred proof
Ain't a nan nada dude that couldn't recoop
If the whiskey don't kill me
I don't know what will you can catch me in the city
Catch me in the hills catch me rolling down the river
Smoking on a swisher picture perfect as the winner
And gone off the liquor
Is it of drastic need i speak classically
Or with a bounce and a glide while
I'm riding the beat or with some heat
Like this you just can't impeach
When the villebillie vibes stuck head to feet oh
I think you should let yourself go fo sho
And buy another drink n boogie on down some more
With all the thongs on the floor
One of em down to roll another drink
And a glance and
She's down to go uh oh here
We go again blowing it up and
Getting dirty as a mud puddle off in the cut
If your feeling this beat then get your hands up
If your a and is a freak then why is your pants up
How the hell'd you get that bottle
They don't sell that no mo i must be an alcoholic
Hey that's part of my show the rest i just can't call it
Get off me dog i'm walking at least i think i am
It could be all them xanies talking
Hey where's them chickens squawking
Did ya'll find my pimp hat
I gotta bottle of that
Rossi a limp and a cane to go with that
In fact they love me they can't
Get enough of me they chant
It's ville the billies taken over this land
If the whiskey don't kill me
I don't know what will you can catch me in the city
Catch me in the hills catch me rolling down the river
Smokin on a swisher picture perfect as the winner
And gone off the liquor
If the whiskey don't kill me
I don't know what will you