Derek Rafferty - A Few lyrics

[Verse 1: derek] Heartbreaks well I had a few, whiskey bottles with some calls to my ex Thank God she didn't answer, Asked God he didn't answer He said you too drunk shut the f** up go to bed Maybe that was just up in my head But usually, God's just in my head Took a few weeks off adjustin my head Big bro said you want a lane you gotta make one, Those my day 1's, take a bullet for em He said shoot for the stars take a bullet form But don't do it too fast make the sh** last [Hook: derek] Got a few friends been there since the jump, Jump Got a few dirty freaks I like to f**, f** Got a few straight drinks we gonna chug, Chug Got a few, Got a few, Got a few, Got a few X2 [Verse 2: derek] Got a few f**in problems, Me and you boo we could solve em Blonde hair with a skinny waist, Blue eyes mesmerize when you hit the plate God damn what you givin me look that look for You gonn' make me bus it for my drawers hit the floor Sip a few beers now I'm good throw that a** around On the table, On the washer, In the kitchen break the dishes, On the carpet, In the carport and the closet and the loveseat Think she love me, I'm a mess tho Then we finish on the dresser, Drawers hittin floor she like why you stop hittin it for I'ma get you going we gonna hit it some more So I grab another beer give a shrug get it up and we go, and we go, and we go, and we go, and she go [Hook] [Verse 3: derek] Got a few things, That I do well, Rappins one, f**in's 2, f** are you, Talking to, With that attitude, Get to walking boo Drinkings 3, We could be, Anything we wanna be and so could you I'm an indie rapper spectacular uncanny vernacular Panties I'm packing in my suitcase at the end of the night Big city big lights, Big titties, Big philly cheesesteaks I'm not good at first dates or goodbyes or hugs But I'm good at d**, And that's not something that I'm proud of I got problems I'm escaping, Doubts that I will make it Got a girl back home, I tell you I don't miss her when I'm done f**in you But I do, When you leave [Hook] [Verse 4: derek] I'm on my knees when you aren't on yours Prayin that you come back again, Nah I'm kidding to make you feel good Cause I don't give a f** about you, I don't give a f** about you Or that you got a boyfriend, Or that you told me you'd leave him for me How you expect me to believe you wouldn't flip that sh** on me, Pull some tricks on me Always playing games, Always calling names, Always saying D you gonna catch that fame, You're gonna make your way And I don't really think you mean it, You believe it Til you say some sh** like f** me Knowing God damn well I was about to ask you to leave But f** it, Run it [Hook]