Lyric Recoup This - Coolio

Lyric Song Recoup This: Got kinda high and uhh kinda drunk
Beer drinkin beer beer drinkin eight ball
Chorus repeat 4X
Got kinda high and uhh kinda drunk
Beer drinkin beer beer drinkin eight ball
Verse One
I m sittin at the bar with a hundred dollar bill
The homies is runnin late so I got some time to kill
I m peepin out this freak in the booth in the corner
I think I seen her rollin a Noble nosin under and moanin
Two hookers walked in and they was lookin for a vic
But theykept on passin me by coz they can recognize a trick
Twenty minutes later and two double shots of yak
I take a look up at the clocknow where the FUCK the homies at
I feel my pagers on my hipbonewho could it be
Cuz I done talked to everybody that I was sposed to see
Hahaa! Now I knowthe story is told
And I don t even call em back cuz they don t know the homie cold
I recieved a page my niggers from the phone in the back
I got a wink from a fine ass sista dressed in black
Another double shout of yak and now the room is spinnin
But that s only the beginninggod damn!
Chorus
Verse Two
I take a walk out to the front to get myself some air and
see if I see the homiesbut they still ain t there
There s a fool outside drunk and he want to get into it
I was strapped I coulda killed himbut I didn t do it
I opted for the walk awaywatch the busta talk away
So mister policemanyou can put your chalk away
I mobb back in the clubandkick it at my table
Causeniggaz be acting stupidand stupid shit is fatal
The homies is hella lateand now I m startin to think
Homegirl that gave me the wink from earlier just bought me a drink
She s sittin at a stool at the other side of the bar
Doing tricks with her tounge and a cherry like a porno star
The club is gettin packed and the party is jumpin
Another double shot of yak and I m on the dancefloor bumpin
She s licking in my ear andnow I m feeling faded
It s 11 35 and the homies still ain t made it
Chorus
Verse Three
Now I m on the dance floor with baby andshit is gettin hectic
The big homey done erecteddamn I ve been affected
By the funk in the boom and the booty in the room
This ain t the Commodores but this Brick House got me on zoom
Now I m mackin and struttin and asking baby wassup
My name ain t Everlastbut I can still make you jump
let shope in the Q and go somewhere and kick it like some Trojans
We can do a little drinkinand do a little smoking
When all of a sudden I start sweatin my stomach starts bubblin
I hear earl comingI think I m in trouble *vomit sounds*
Ahh shitI got baby on her titties
I guess there go my chances of gettin with her kitty
I turn around and stumble away and there go the homies with
long ass trenchcoats onlaughingsippin on 40 s
Now I m in the back of my own car curled up like a punk
Cuz I got too high and uhhgot too drunk
Chorus
Big throw up S P L A S H
SHIT!