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Mellow Mama Blues

Lucky Thompson

American Legends: Armstrong Washington & Ellington

1996

Well, I know my days are numbered
And I know I'm livin' fast
I've got a mellow man who loves me
And mellow whiskey in my glass
So I'll just stick

Duck Ya Head

Dred Scott

Breakin' Combs

1994

my shit wouldn't start

[Chorus]
So duck ya head they're rollin by, they're rollin by
Ya gots to duck ya head they're rollin by, they're rollin by

bless you with bread
Get a load like a baker?
Got a lil extra
Spread it like a waiter
That's a game changer
Make me laugh like Kramer
If you's a player
If

eyes
Haters better recognize
That Nitty got this playa

Chorus:

Well honey (Whatcha got Mr. Mans)
I got a lot of money (I don't see you kissin my hands)

a charge, so a young nigga stay safe

I don't even know why they hatin' Maybe my ice on glacier
Keep a couple bad hoes waitin' I'ma serve you like a waiter

I'm an honest one, I've got nothing figured out
I take it day by day
And I watch my steps don't want my ego to get the best of me
So I live so you can

on the clouds
Said no waiters allowed
Do anything to make my Taylors proud
I do a show, throw a J in the crowd
Some say I got they favorite style
You in

Don't be scared nigga put that bitch to work

Thinking bout beating me you better 
Put in some work 

Got'em grabbing at my coat tails
Running behind

the charts
Got to dance
Or at least rap along
Fodder can't keep up with this rapper long
Viet-Kong
Cause I'm hiding in the trees
Smoking up my eyeballs
Weed is

step one drink at a time
I prefer my whiskey neat or occasional tequila with lime
I'm trying to wash away these troubles from my mind
Step by step one

listen to waiter, they know this shit not satire
By the way if you not with us, we smoke you up and burn you like a tire

This shit we apart of, you pull

a waiter
You cant ever come here bro its danger
I just gotta get this paper
Tryna ball like my name was neymar
Got no time for a hater
I do not know that

the truth?

I got dizzy drinking whiskey with myself
I got dizzy drinking whiskey with myself

Stay at my place
I wanna party with you
Pray all day
I

'em up; we'll knock 'em down
I need a shot of whiskey to get by
'Cause I'm lonely, and I'm tired
Pot and cocaine's got me wired
And all my friends are

the scape goat
some body get the waiter they need a second plate a
this knowledge if you aint got it you could catch it later
my money then lovers seperate

Want that shit by the pound now that's a good measurement
Gotta wrap it two times cause that shit got a heavy scent

We got xotti got xotti got xotti
My

for the show
Hear my words movin' slow, tonight you got too much to blow
You're waitin' by the bar, with your whiskey in a jar
Take me fast, take me

for it baby
and when I fight it that's when my body gets to shaking 

You’ve got it
You’ve got me begging for it baby
and when I fight it that's when my

Whiskey & Gin

Dance Hall Crashers

Honey I'm Homely

1997

I tried to offer him
My shot of whiskey but he said I only drink gin
We sat there quietly purposely ignoring the room
He smiled whistfully, his

the wind blow by gettin’ lost in her angel eyes 
Feelin Sunday fine 

I’m feeling 
Sunday fine 
Fine bottle of whiskey got me Tennessee tipsy 
Them back

starts talking you out of my head
But that was the old me and he is good as dead
The Whiskey Ain't Talking
It ain't saying I need you
It ain't the things

still drunk from last night
Don't matter little lady got barrels to ride

She ain't just a whiskey barrel girl She's her kids and their daddy's world
She

Oh I got whiskey in my coke 
It ain’t no fun in being broke
I got just enough to stay afloat 
Until the sun comes up and I live to love another day

a back road led by moonlight 
I got something to get off my chest 
Well, don't wanna waste another breath 

The Coors got me feelin' alright 
The whiskey