What Can I Do lyrics

(intro 2x)
What can I do..
Cause I can't keep from drinkin this yak
And I can't keep from smokin dem sacks
Am I a fool
What can I do..
Cause it be calling me all the time
And I think I'm finna lose my mind
What can I do

(verse 1)
Damn... I'm f*cked up again and I think I'm finna throw my guts up again
But I can't move cause I'm stuck off the Gin and the Henn and Bicardi
And Remy, lets hit the party its in me
And I still got a fifth of sommo whiskey
Tipsy, feelin real shiesty and risky
Bangin a b*tch if she wanna get frisky
n*ggas wanna get up on the fifth lets go!
n*ggas wanna get up on a O lets roll
n*ggas got da 50s of da dro and they swole
Put it in da Swisher finna smoke it like whoa
Dont understand me I don't want a Grammy
Just hand me a hand full of goddamn whammy
Fluffed out and fancy packed where dat Yancy
Now I ride bumpin How High in da Camry. Whoa!
(chorus- Missy)
Dude... I stay so high... I can't stop drinkin..
I feel like a fool am I losin my mind Baby Bubba I'm
Dude... I stay so high... I can't stop drinkin..
I feel like a fool am I losin my mind

(verse 2-Shawnna)
Ain't gon front like I don't smoke huff
Thats prob' why a muhf*cka throat so rough
I drink dark liquor so I think I'm tough
A lot of scared n*ggas didn't think I bust
Midwest n*ggas do it minked out plush
Six piece wings wit the fruit punch crush
Project n*ggas from the hundreds to the low
151 got my stomach on the flo'
Matter fact y'all can't f*ck wit da 'Go
Kanye wit da hot track Shawn wit da flow
Most of y'all b*tches can't top what cha ya know
Signed after 16 bars through the door
So act like ya know b*tch smackin dem hoes
Smokin a sack packed in a Tahoe
Kids in da back, swig in my lap
Cops on my track so I hid me a strap I'm gone

(chorus)
(verse 3- Missy)
Its Missy and ya know dat, locate me like a Lojack
I'm on ya back like a nap sack
And when I rhyme you betta go back
To da lab goddamn man I'm tighter than a wavecap
Nah muthaf*cka can I say that
When I'm bouncin on dem 24 babies
They be goin like wa wa wa wa wa wa Man
I be f*ckin yo man... and
I already done did dat, y'all chicks betta sit back and relax
Now listen up fa the feedback
Me and Shawnna in da H2 Hummer gettin tan for the summer
I talk real breezy, whack b*tches y'all greedy
And if ya don't write ya rhymes then easy
Cause we don't believe that
And me and Shawnna shut it down best believe it

(chorus)

What can I do
What can I do