[Hook: KO-JO Cue]
If this is but a dream don’t wake me up, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
If this is but a dream I can't get enough, can't get enough
And how did I end up right here with you?
After everything that I've been through
You keep getting colder, grab me a Gulder, wake me up when it’s over
Damn I hate being sober

[Verse 1: KO-JO Cue]
(uh) And maybe I'm getting drunk when you wake me up (uh)
And maybe I'm getting drunk when I make enough (uh)
And baby I don't want your love I'm lusting for trust (uh)
Somebody hand me a cup
With a bunch of shots in it, shots in it
Pull full of liquor and I dive in it
Pull full of liquor I'm a die in it
Room full of women, I'm alive
I don't even know ma limit
I'm just drinking till it’s finished
Finish another bottle and end up inside a model
Women love me like Sosa
When I'm sober
Loving on my cobra
Forgive me for my faux pas

[Bridge: KO-JO Cue]
(Pour up) pretty please, pretty pretty please
(Take shots) pretty please, pretty pretty please
(Pour up) pretty please, pretty pretty please
(Faded) pretty please
(Faded) pretty please
(Faded)


[Verse 2: KO-JO Cue]
(uh) And maybe I'm getting drunk to mask up the pain (uh)
And maybe I'm getting cos I'm still ashamed (uh)
And maybe I'm getting drunk to live for today
And when I wake up tomorrow, I'll get drunk again
I don't need a reason for it
I don't need a season for it
I don't even need me for it
Just a woman that will freely pour it
Let it burn ma soul
Let it burn ma whole
Being and freeing my demons
Meaning I'm seeing my penis spilling semen
Inside a ho ... Hahaa Yo!

[Bridge: KO-JO Cue]
[Hook: KO-JO Cue]

[Verse 3: Blackway]
(uh) Henny on deck I just need some coke to complete that mix
My old girl here but I’m acting like I ain't see that chick
Telling me that you fell in L.O.V.E, that quick?
Girl, maybe I’m just way too drunk to even believe that shit
So leave that shit, at home, whatchu think I never seen that flick?
My niggas still drive me around, man I got no car
'Cause she liable to key that shit, I don’t need that shit
Be that as it may, she could front like she ont even seem that sick
And do it well enough to even have me surprised
That she hating on the chick I have my seat back with
I am not prepared, told my brother, tell me when the spot is clear
I’m drinking till what you saying is not as clear
And prolly get a couple more shots in here, shots in here, shots in here
Now I’m ready to give her the time of her life cos she say she want it
Wishing my SAT scores could be close to the shit that I’m drinking that's eighteen hundred