Verse 1:
I'm a little twisted don't mind my phone calls

I'm a little vicious when it comes to what I own
I'm a little wicked when it comes to making love
You should be my miss's so you could call my home yours
I'm a little, I'm a little drunk (oh, oh, oh)
I'm a fill me another cup (oh oh, oh)
All these numbers but no one to talk (oh, oh, oh)
All these strippers but no one to come to me
I'm a little drunk

Chorus:
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Verse 2:
Although I found myself
I still get lost a little thought I'd have your help

But you no good for my health
I tried to rescue somebody who wanted someone else
Was in denial
Wasn't it a fantasy of us and I thought you were as well
But you since you broke me I don't find myself wishing you well anymore
I don't need you here anymore
Don't need to pretend anymore
Cuz you didn't love me like you did before
Look how easy it is to move on
All these numbers but no one to talk
All these strippers to come to me
I'm a little drunk

Chorus:
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Verse 3:
Used to call me in the shower
Put me on hold till you're done with that
Gotcha speaker blasting my album
Come back tell me how fun was that
Facetime while you're gettin' ready
Girls night out gonna drive around
Traffic's real crazy, drive real carefully
Call me on your way while I'm still up (no, no)
There's another n***a you were out to fuck
I didn't know, I fell like you were mine
Thought I had you cuffed, but I was wrong
To that I'm a fill me another cup
And then some more, I'm a little drunk

Bridge:
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Pour a little more (?)
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Outro:
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