Artist: Jesse Abraham f/ Jeanette Berry Album: Bars & NoBull Song: Don't Taze Me Typed by: JesseAbraham212@gmail.com [Verse 1] Walk into the club girl says, "Let's dance." Surprised they let me in, I was wearin sweatpants I got my own cash, I don't need your advance Act right? Fat chance I'll be doin headstands Don't want my hand stamped ** Keep your bracelets** Fake ID til I'm 86 They be takin shots no chasers Cops with tazers Complications, it's not so basic Face it, when you up in the club Wasted, lookin for something to rub Aces lookin like 10's to you Only got one dollar but you're spending two Bouncers, buggin all the time Ounces, smuggled in with dimes Shoutin, wildin, straight buggin out Til the police come Now they got you talking bout [Chorus] Don't taze me, bro! Don't taze me, bro! Don't taze me, bro! Don't taze me! x4 [Verse 2] Dancing in the club girl says, "Let's chill." Takes me by the hand to some Tex Mex grill Before we at the door she take out a ex pill "Lemme show you how good could sex feel." Wow Now that's real, real exciting It doesn't happen often, lightning striking But even if I'm drunk and I'm in a grimy state Poppin pills is just so 1998 She looked good but this lady failed me. And what's this look like the Slim Shady LP? "Are you for real?" I said I'm mad real and your pill aint no ex, it's an advil Yeah I know, right, that was bold, yo And girls don't like bein told no So I went back to the club rollin solo "ID?" "I was just here Bozo! No!" [Chorus] Don't taze me, bro! Don't taze me, bro! Don't taze me, bro! Don't taze me! x4 [Verse 3] Walkin out the club girl says, "Hey look!" Pointing at me "I know that guy from Facebook." Steps up to me like "I'm Grace, would you like to take a trip back to my place?" Uh This isn't MySpace This is real life And I don't know you even though it feels like You know me real well Plus, I don't feel well "This is my friend, Jill" Good thing I heal well I've heard tales of a strobe light honey But with two girls you won't see no fight from me We got into the whip, and we peeled out Pulled up to the crib like, "Is this a real house?" "How do you feel bout sneakin in a pool? Think of all the freaky kinky things that we could do." No time for common sense so I hopped the fence What happened next is probably obvious * * [Chorus] Don't taze me, bro! Don't taze me, bro! Don't taze me, bro! Don't taze me! x4