Hangover lyrics

[Chorus: Babyface Ray]
I done woke up with a hangover
Last night [?] bad b*tches in my booth, I done had a n*gga [?]
Brought the bottle [?] I'm sipping, tell the [?] bring the Range Rover
n*ggas looking at me sideways, I don't know why a pus*y n*gga game over
I ain't bring it all out, n*gga, we can ball out
I'll do the same thing over

[Verse 1: Peezy]
When I walk up in the bar, I don't check my coat
Bring a rose in the bottle, so I can wet my throat
We got in through the back, and they ain't check my folks
And this heavy ass cuban, make my neck look broke
You know we showed up to f*ck the hoes
Headed straight to the V.I.P. section, I ain't touching a float
Feeling good, lil bro case got dismissed
Told him stay off the road, 'cause it's hot than a b*tch
This one ho used to dance [?]
Keep on glancing at me, diamonds dancing, I ain't said one thing
Heard she got some good pus*y, I'ma chance her to see
If she ask to come with me, know what my answer would be
Hell yeah, you know the rules, win some, lose some
All these b*tches love me good, I can't choose one
So I'ma just sit in my table
Sip til the drank gone, then leave out this b*tch with a [?]
n*gga
[Chorus: Babyface Ray]
I done woke up with a hangover
Last night [?] bad b*tches in my booth, I done had a n*gga [?]
Brought the bottle [?] I'm sipping, tell the [?] bring the Range Rover
n*ggas looking at me sideways, I don't know why a pus*y n*gga game over
I ain't bring it all out, n*gga, we can ball out
I'll do the same thing over

[Verse 2: Babyface Ray]
I just woke up with a hangover
Champagne spilling, like it's game over
And I got a n*gga main on me
She wanna f*ck and tell, [?] shame on you
Kush blunts back to back, I'm chain smoking
Chain cost a whole thing, n*ggas can't focus
Don't even play with me, boy, I'll rain on ya
Don't even play with these b*tches, they'll change on ya
All I know is keep it 100
50 bottles in the club, come f*ck with us
Bad b*tches on b*tches, turn up with us
I'ma f*ck her for a minute, then I'm done with her
Listen to the lifestyle of a young n*gga
Ghetto boy, hood star, we don't want n*ggas
Ice on in the dark, but it's still hitting
Brought the rubberbands out, then had fun with it
[Chorus: Babyface Ray]
I done woke up with a hangover
Last night [?] bad b*tches in my booth, I done had a n*gga [?]
Brought the bottle [?] I'm sipping, tell the [?] bring the Range Rover
n*ggas looking at me sideways, I don't know why a pus*y n*gga game over
I ain't bring it all out, n*gga, we can ball out
I'll do the same thing over

[Verse 3: D-Nice]
I can't remmber too much of last night
End of the night with a duse in a small sprite
Seen a stripper I like, she said you better throw
I'ma do the flame, then park the Mazi from the Double O
Ran across this lil b*tch I ain't seen in a minute
On our way home, her head [?]
Suck a n*gga, fall in love, the freakiest b*tches
It's OK, I'ma f*ck her whenever you slipping
My Tims untied, but I'm really tripping
Tripping on these f*ck n*ggas, [?]
And you came with your mans, you ain't even whipping
You ain't on the main floor, you ain't even vipping
If you talk about bosses, we fit the description
It's crazy what a freak b*tch will do for a mention
All I do is smoke weed and sip lean, consistent
I sware to God I tried to quit, I think I'm addicted
b*tch
[Chorus: Babyface Ray]
I done woke up with a hangover
Last night [?] bad b*tches in my booth, I done had a n*gga [?]
Brought the bottle [?] I'm sipping, tell the [?] bring the Range Rover
n*ggas looking at me sideways, I don't know why a pus*y n*gga game over
I ain't bring it all out, n*gga, we can ball out
I'll do the same thing over