Letras
No more drinking on a weekday,
No more texting on the freeway
No more drinking on a weekday,
No more texting on the freeway
No more drinking on a weekday,
I done told myself to take it easy,
No I'm at the function got the crowd going wild,
All them bitches asking, Who's the DJ?
No more strangers in the backstage,
Drinking from my bottle in the staircase
No more shallow interaction,
Ain't nobody sexy without passion
No more, no more, no more
Texting
No more, no more, no more
drinking
No more, no more, no more
Texting
No more, no more, no more
drinking
No more drinking on the freeway,
Came too far to figure out the hard way,
Still I end up flirting with this reckless life,
Must have been the devil that deceived me
No more fucking with them groupies,
Imma leave that shit out for the rookies,
Everywhere I pull up it's a movie,
Can't be outchea acting like some goofy
Drop
No more, no more, no more
Texting
No more, no more, no more
drinking
No more, no more, no more
Texting
No more, no more, no more
drinking