Purple Drank

Feelin’ too good on a Saturday night Unless ya think I’m faded Found myself trying to drink through the night If memory serves my mind was jaded She told me I should stand up And throw my hands up And recognize the time was wasted She told me I should get down And tell the whole town While Reba makes her gin in the basement Drink by drink, we all succumb Miles and miles, from the sun Eating all the snacks Drunk people Fighting in the back Drunk people Talking all the smack Drunk people Can I have some fries with that (that) Feelin’ too good on a Friday night Unless ya think I’m fakin’ We found ourselves tryin’ to peruse threw the night If memory served her vibe was related She told me I should stand up And throw my hands up And recognize the time was wasted She told me I should get down And tell the whole town While Reba makes her gin in the basement Drink by drink, we all succumb (succumb, succumb, succumb) Miles and miles, from the sun Eating all the snacks Drunk people Fighting in the back Drunk people Talking all the smack Drunk people Can I have some fries with that (that) Eating all the snacks Drunk people Fighting in the back Drunk people Talking all the smack Drunk people Can I have some fries with that (that)