| The lyric of Recoup This, Coolio's song Got kinda high and uhh kinda drunk Beer drinkin beer beer drinkin eight ball Chorus: repeat 4X Got kinda high and uhh kinda drunk Beer drinkin beer beer drinkin eight ball Verse One: I m sittin at the bar with a hundred dollar bill The homies is runnin late so I got some time to kill I m peepin out this freak in the booth in the corner I think I seen her rollin a Noble nosin under and moanin Two hookers walked in and they was lookin for a vic But theykept on passin me by coz they can recognize a trick Twenty minutes later and two double shots of yak I take a look up at the clocknow where the FUCK the homies at I feel my pagers on my hipbonewho could it be Cuz I done talked to everybody that I was sposed to see Hahaa! Now I knowthe story is told And I don t even call em back cuz they don t know the homie cold I recieved a page my niggers from the phone in the back I got a wink from a fine ass sista dressed in black Another double shout of yak and now the room is spinnin But that s only the beginninggod damn! Chorus Verse Two: I take a walk out to the front to get myself some air and see if I see the homiesbut they still ain t there There s a fool outside drunk and he want to get into it I was strapped I coulda killed himbut I didn t do it I opted for the walk-awaywatch the busta talk away So mister policemanyou can put your chalk away I mobb back in the clubandkick it at my table Causeniggaz be acting stupidand stupid shit is fatal The homies is hella lateand now I m startin to think Homegirl that gave me the wink from earlier just bought me a drink She s sittin at a stool at the other side of the bar Doing tricks with her tounge and a cherry like a porno star The club is gettin packed and the party is jumpin Another double shot of yak and I m on the dancefloor bumpin She s licking in my ear andnow I m feeling faded It s 11:35 and the homies still ain t made it Chorus Verse Three: Now I m on the dance floor with baby andshit is gettin hectic The big homey done erecteddamn I ve been affected By the funk in the boom and the booty in the room This ain t the Commodores but this Brick House got me on zoom Now I m mackin and struttin and asking baby wassup My name ain t Everlastbut I can still make you jump let shope in the Q and go somewhere and kick it like some Trojans We can do a little drinkinand do a little smoking When all of a sudden I start sweatin my stomach starts bubblin I hear earl comingI think I m in trouble *vomit sounds* Ahh shitI got baby on her titties I guess there go my chances of gettin with her kitty I turn around and stumble away and there go the homies with long ass trenchcoats onlaughingsippin on 40 s Now I m in the back of my own car curled up like a punk Cuz I got too high and uhhgot too drunk Chorus [Big throw up S-P-L-A-S-H] SHIT!
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