Vice Lyrics - Jay Prince

Ok (Yeah, yeah, ok, ok all good, all good) 

Ok (Yeah, yeah, ok, ok all good, get it) 

Ok (Yeah, ah, ok, ok, yeah, yeah, ok, get it) 

Ok (Yeah, ok, yeah, ah, wha, wha, wha) 

What you talkin' 'bout? 

All I ever wanted is just a little more liqueur in my cup 

(More drink, more drink, more drink, more drink) 

All she ever was was just a little more weed in a blunt 

(Ay, ay, ay, I'ma good) 

I need to fry it in your eyes 

Yeah, it's time for me to come and slide 

Yeah I seen the devil in your eyes 

Tell me what it takes to get a life 

Yeah I seen the hate, I seen divide 

Ain't no compromise, we just multiply 

Numbers never lie, shame for numbers I 

Never been a backseat boy, listening to black street 

In the backstreet where neighbours will pack heat 

Well let's fax me, I'll be where the blacks be 

Summertime khaki, only time I get jiggy 

Time we get busy 'cause 

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I don't fuck with niggas that they actin' like they don't know 

When their head is goin' numb but really dat ain't true (Dat ain't true) 

Dat, dat ain't true no 

Dat, dat ain't true, done 

You ain't never really in a cuck, cause you really ain't cool bro 

I believe the fire in your eyes, time for me to come beside 

And fuck the fight and fuck the time that you been wastin' 

bein' a racist, face it, i ain't changin' at all 

All I ever wanted is just a little more liqueur in my cup 

(More drink, more drink, more drink, more drink) 

All she ever was was just a little more weed in a blunt 

I be, I be on my cool drop 

Aw, 'cause I'ma cool 

That's it I be on my cool 

Ok (Yeah, yeah, ok, ok all good, all good) 

Ok (Yeah, yeah, ok, cool, all good, get it on) 

Ok (Yeah, ah, ok, ok, yeah, yeah, ok, get it) 

Ok (Yeah, ok, yeah, ah, wha, wha, wha) 

What you talkin' 'bout? 

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Blow yo nigga like Akon 

Says she loves Frank and napalm 

Shoddy ain't drunk, she take qualm 

But never will I ever put a cape on 

West Side nigga we gonna save hoes 

Well we do, sometimes 

Tryna bag something in this club tonight 

It don't mean they got the juice in the cryptonite 

(ha-ha-ha-ha, you so crazy) 

Day's up, better when I'm drunk (True) 

Try to stay sane like a monk (Eh) 

Trinkle when I drink some (Ey) 

Why life gotta be so hard? 

Why my bills gotta be so high? 

She all B.M when she deal me and 

My friends just to get light 

All I ever wanted is just a little more liqueur in my cup 

(More drink, more drink, more drink, more drink) 

All she ever was was just a little more weed in a blunt 

I be, I be on my cool drop 

Aw, 'cause I'ma cool 

That's it I be on my cool 

Ok-a (Yeah, yeah, ok, ok all good, all good) 

Ok-a (Yeah, yeah, ok, cool, all good, get it on) 

Ok-a (Yeah, ah, ok, ok, yeah, yeah, ok, get it) 

Ok-a (Yeah, ok, yeah, ah, wha, wha, wha) 

What you talkin' 'bout? 

Ok-a (Yeah, yeah, ok, ok all good, all good) 

Ok-a (Yeah, yeah, ok, cool, all good, get it on) 

Ok-a (Yeah, ah, ok, ok, yeah, yeah, ok, get it) 

Ok-a (Yeah, ok, yeah, ah, wha, wha, wha) 

What you talkin' 'bout? 

All I ever wanted is just a little more liqueur in my cup 

All she ever was was a little more weed in a blunt 

All I ever wanted is just a little more liqueur in my cup 

All she ever was was a little more weed in a blunt