"Addicted" lyrics
Ayo Drain man, this the first beat, man. At least for C-N-N. And to the South, man. The has man, they told me man, anything you do, a lot of you eventually become addicted to it. So if you smoke a lot, you become addicted to being a smoker. You fuck a lot, you a fuckaholic. Drink, of course you're an alocholic. I mean, this how it goes, man
See, I'm addicted to the way I smoke (We smoke a lot of it)
Addicted to how I fuck (We do a lot of that)
Addicted to how I drink (We drink a lot of it)
Addicted to the street life (And we still proud of it)
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
Where, where do we go from here?
Now where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
Ayo I'm addicted to the choices I make, I got vices
Where do we go from here? I need to show for year
Addicted to the honey but she [?]
And I don't think that, I'm a legend like [?]
Addicted to her nice body, pretty face
Addicted to them small titties and the small waist
Addicted to sour diesel, I get high
And light another blunt before the other blunt die
Addicted to gray goose with a good tracer
Addicted to a good shape up or a razor
Addicted to the [?] shirts, they the shit
Addicted to uptowns and any new kicks
Addicted to the strip clubs, ask all the chicks
And not just them, I admire their outfits
Addicted to the phillie blunts with the hash oil
Addicted to keepin it real and being loyal
See, I'm addicted to the way I smoke (We smoke a lot of it)
Addicted to how I fuck (We do a lot of that)
Addicted to how I drink (We drink a lot of it)
Addicted to the street life (And we still proud of it)
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
Where, where do we go from here?
Now where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
I know I smoke too much chronic, I can't ignore it
I drink from the bottle when I'm supposed to pour it
In that styrofoam, no real niggas wanna die alone
The feds got the number to my private phone
They addicted to bein on my dick
So I get money till I turn green like [?]
The chain hang 35 inches
I'm addicted to the best of my one of five senses
The smell of that kush, I seldom be rollin great phillies
The same color as Raekwon's "Purple tape"
I'm example of your brain on drugs
Took a double stack of xannie, they so addictive like Missy
That's why I pop em like candy
I'm a slave to hip hop
Addicted to the way a nigga fold when I wave the big Glock
Front and get yo shit rocked, nigga
See, I'm addicted to the way I smoke (We smoke a lot of it)
Addicted to how I fuck (We do a lot of that)
Addicted to how I drink (We drink a lot of it)
Addicted to the street life (And we still proud of it)
Where do, where do, where do, where do, where do we go from here?
Where, where do we go from here?
Now where do we go from here?
You see! You ever been addicted to a woman, man? You just couldn't leave her alone. She probably thought you was sticking to her for sex or pussy or whateva, but you more addicted to her company. The way she move, the way she talk. Just so used to it. It's just like [?] you stop drinking liquor. Eventually look at what [?] so much addicted to it. You don't realize you addicted to goin to weed spots, addicted to sneakers, addicted to that [?] jewelry, addicted to the good things in life. And sometimes you just addicted to the hood things in life. Every now and then I love to drink a Heineken, Olde English is good with me, because I'm addicted to living the way I used to live, and I realize I'm addicted
See, I'm addicted to the way I smoke (We smoke a lot of it)
Addicted to how I fuck (We do a lot of that)
Addicted to how I drink (We drink a lot of it)
Addicted to the street life (And we still proud of it)
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
Where, where do we go from here?
Now where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
Ayo I'm addicted to the choices I make, I got vices
Where do we go from here? I need to show for year
Addicted to the honey but she [?]
And I don't think that, I'm a legend like [?]
Addicted to her nice body, pretty face
Addicted to them small titties and the small waist
Addicted to sour diesel, I get high
And light another blunt before the other blunt die
Addicted to gray goose with a good tracer
Addicted to a good shape up or a razor
Addicted to the [?] shirts, they the shit
Addicted to uptowns and any new kicks
Addicted to the strip clubs, ask all the chicks
And not just them, I admire their outfits
Addicted to the phillie blunts with the hash oil
Addicted to keepin it real and being loyal
See, I'm addicted to the way I smoke (We smoke a lot of it)
Addicted to how I fuck (We do a lot of that)
Addicted to how I drink (We drink a lot of it)
Addicted to the street life (And we still proud of it)
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
Where, where do we go from here?
Now where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
I know I smoke too much chronic, I can't ignore it
I drink from the bottle when I'm supposed to pour it
In that styrofoam, no real niggas wanna die alone
The feds got the number to my private phone
They addicted to bein on my dick
So I get money till I turn green like [?]
The chain hang 35 inches
I'm addicted to the best of my one of five senses
The smell of that kush, I seldom be rollin great phillies
The same color as Raekwon's "Purple tape"
I'm example of your brain on drugs
Took a double stack of xannie, they so addictive like Missy
That's why I pop em like candy
I'm a slave to hip hop
Addicted to the way a nigga fold when I wave the big Glock
Front and get yo shit rocked, nigga
See, I'm addicted to the way I smoke (We smoke a lot of it)
Addicted to how I fuck (We do a lot of that)
Addicted to how I drink (We drink a lot of it)
Addicted to the street life (And we still proud of it)
Where do, where do, where do, where do, where do we go from here?
Where, where do we go from here?
Now where do we go from here?
You see! You ever been addicted to a woman, man? You just couldn't leave her alone. She probably thought you was sticking to her for sex or pussy or whateva, but you more addicted to her company. The way she move, the way she talk. Just so used to it. It's just like [?] you stop drinking liquor. Eventually look at what [?] so much addicted to it. You don't realize you addicted to goin to weed spots, addicted to sneakers, addicted to that [?] jewelry, addicted to the good things in life. And sometimes you just addicted to the hood things in life. Every now and then I love to drink a Heineken, Olde English is good with me, because I'm addicted to living the way I used to live, and I realize I'm addicted
