Lyrics Devin the Dude

Devin the Dude

Go Somewhere

Shit, what you mean I had enough? Kinda shit is this?

I ain't as think as you drunk I am

And I'ma still keep drinkin' and I wouldn't give a damn

Now, do any beer want another body?

I thought this was a motherfuckin' party?

Wine, 12 ounces and 40s

Y'all, let's put our ends together and call up

Why the hell you got your forehead balled up?

Boy you need to smile once in awhile it even uses less muscle

Mad at the world when all you gots to do is just hustle

But, for the time being

Pitch in the hat

Let's play Dominos, spades or somethin', where the bitches at?

We got the weed?

Fuck it

I be the square roller

Roll the bitch so big you swear I was a share holder

Cause you see, weed and wine

It ease my mind

And if you ever feel like me sometimes

You gots to

Escape

When you need a break

You gotta get away

And just go somewhere

Got to get the fuck away from here

You need to go somewhere

Get the fuck away from here

I go out to the clubs

I try to fit in

The bouncer at the door think I gotta lie to get in

"You Devin"

"Who Devin?"

Man you know I be rhymin'

"You ain't no motherfuckin' rapper, where's you gold and your diamonds?"

I'm just chillin'

Me and my third leg is tryin' to kick it

Stick it in ya gal

Have her walkin' knock kneed and conflicted

Yeah, my dick is Jimminy Cricket but it do make room

I put it in her pussy, stir it like a Kool-Aid spoon

Until it's sour

About a half an hour, shower

Take a shit and wipe my ass with your favorite bath towel

Cause I was

Just tryin' to have a good time

But if you don't like my head and my shoes never mind

A lady sitin' on a stool see me and screams, "Yeah he rap!

He come here twice a week and rubs his nuts across my knee caps!"

But they still at the door goin' through club house rules

I'm havin' the odd ball blues

Fuck it, I guess me and my shoes will just...

I had nothing planned today, fuck I guess I'll stay home

And get a whole day's rest and get my head in a zone

But

From out of nowhere

Another argument

You blamin' me, I'm blamin' you, don't know who started shit

We squabble, now the Law's at my door cause I touched my wife

But they didn't see her chasin' me with a butcher knife

So I slide out the back door calmly

Don't try to find me, cause ain't no tellin' where I'ma be

But, I ain't gonna let you get the best of me baby

I'm gonna go somewhere that's cool

Cause this is not the way my head's supposed to be baby

You got me feelin' like some silly fool