Cottonmouth

If I could pick all this weed out my carpet

I'd have me a bowl and be inclined to smoke it

And if you would like, grab us a light

Cause I don't think I'd mind if you'd like to join me

This cottonmouth, it's letting me down

As she's opened her lips and her tongue's coming out

Well holy shit, she's leaning for a kiss

What the hell have I gotten into

Oh well baby, I'm sorry but I'm going to have to stop you there

I'm over my head, I'm out of my mind right now

If there's one thing my momma's taught me well