let's try to make a perfect loop

I went sober for 'bout a minute
But now I'm to drinkin'
Back to consumin', yah yah
That moonshine and wine type'a ocean
Waves in a bottle
Tap it, got you an instrumental
Something easy you can handle

Something breezy they can cool off to when it gets too hot
When they get too hot
When they burnin' up
When they blow their top over some silly argument

Satan got in you a chokehold, I'm sorry, man
Tell him "red light, stop"
Satan got you riding solo, I'm sorry, man
Tell him "red light, stop"
Tell him God said, God said
Tell him, tell him God said "enough is enough"
Tell him God said, God said
Tell him, tell him God said "enough is enough"



Credits
Writer(s): John Tsikira
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