If I could bottle it up If I could bottle it up I'd have a stash in the truck Splash in my cup, it'd never get old One little sip, just a taste on my lip I'd be taking a trip, wherever I go I'd keep a life's good, sweet bliss Does it ever really get

Devil in the bottle There's a devil in a bottle that just won't let me be Well, there's a devil in the bottle, staring straight at me Daring me to reach out, but I know he's testing me If I take just one sip, I become that devil's son Act a fool, sell my

If I could bottle it up If I could bottle it up I'd have a stash in the truck Splash in my cup, it'd never get old One little sip, just a taste on my lip I'd be taking a trip, wherever I go I'd keep a life's good, sweet bliss Does it ever really get

Living just enough For the city Living just enough, just enough for the city A boy is born in hard time Mississippi Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty His parents give him love and affection To keep him strong moving in the right direction His

I'ma need to see your fucking hands at the concert Gossip gossip Niggas just stop it Profit profit, nigga I got it Everybody know I'm a motherfucking monster I'ma need to see your fucking hands at the And I'll-I'll let God decide-cide So I-I am headed

Just chillin' on the weekend, weekend Up all night then we sleepin', sleepin' But we were never really sleepin', sleepin' Tangled up in the sheets in, sheets in Goose bumps just a creepin', creepin' Yeah, we chillin' on the weekend Sippin' something on

Cool down your temper...Mr. Cop We're just licking a cup I said, Cool Down now Said we are just sipping a cup Please Mr. Cop....Cool down now Please Mr. Cop ....Down to the ground Hear me when I say, I said Cool down now

Where the elite always meet Down in New Orleans, the land of dreams Or just how much it really means The land of dreams where I can lose My Basin Street blues Now won't you come along with me To the Mississippi? We'll take a trip to the land of dreams

I'm sipping pink, Lucozade We're blazing on that new found haze I'm seeing in the blacks and grays, I'm Hoping that the basket sways Left to right Sit and talk shit all night Does that make it right for so Maybe, or am I just seeing shit? Seeing the pain

Been away a year today To wander and roam I don't care it's muddy there But this is my home Got my toes turned Dixie way 'Round the delta let me lay Dixie moonlight Swanee shore Headed homebound just once more To my Mississippi delta home