Dr. Dre, JAY-Z - Under Pressure lyrics
Dr. Dre [Andre Romell Young] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Dr. Dre, JAY-Z - Under Pressure lyrics]
The long-awaited Detox, trick
‘Cause maybe I don’t wanna stop
Maybe I don’t wanna quit
Maybe I like hoes, maybe I don’t want a wife
Maybe I’m psycho maybe I’m crazy, maybe I’m
Strapped right now, just maybe
Maybe it’s a relapse
Maybe I’m high right now where the weed at?
Maybe this is ER
Maybe I’m a real doc' and this is CPR
Maybe we need to breathe some
Life in this shit
Maybe we are the life of this shit
Maybe I'm a fiend out for another hit
Maybe I’m just crazy (Crazy) what they say?
(What they say?) Sak pase (Sak pase)
Nap boulé (nap boulé) Ayyy
Ugh, ahh dre, I think I need my sponsor
I’m just outta contro-o-ol
Maybe I got hoes, every little city I go
Like potholes
We tryna grow, but I just can’t seen her
I’m havin’ trouble cleanin’ up, I’m like FEMA
All these little haters got me
Back with the Nina
Got me bringin’ guns to work, Gilbert Arenas
Unh, I don’t know if it’s the Goose talkin’
But you know they say the
Liquor get your truth talkin’
Maybe I should be somewhere
In the group talkin’
I’m addicted to coupes and
Takin’ roofs off ‘em
I’m addicted to watches, Heckler and Koches
Them bow legged girls from the projects
It’s Bed-Stuy in this bitch (Bed-Stuy)
Dre, what’s up? (It’s Westside over here)
I’m in this party, I’m up to no good
And I should be duckin’ these clubs
Tiger Woods
I smoke (I smoke) , I drink (I drink)
I’m supposed to stop, but I can’t
Nigga, don’t ask why
(Ask why) , I get high (I get high)
I’m just livin’ my mo’fuckin’ life
So what? I’m drunk (I’m drunk)
And I’m a weedhead (Weedhead)
And I’ma treat every day like the weekend
Headfirst off the deep end
Yeah, you know what’s happenin’
I’m just relapsin’
‘Cause maybe I don’t wanna stop
Maybe I don’t wanna quit
Maybe I like hoes, maybe I don’t want a wife
Maybe I’m psycho maybe I’m crazy, maybe I’m
Strapped right now, just maybe
Maybe it’s a relapse
Maybe I’m high right now where the weed at?
Maybe this is ER
Maybe I’m a real doc' and this is CPR
Maybe we need to breathe some
Life in this shit
Maybe we are the life of this shit
Maybe I'm a fiend out for another hit
Maybe I’m just crazy (Crazy) what they say?
(What they say?) Sak pase (Sak pase)
Nap boulé (nap boulé) Ayyy
Ugh, ahh dre, I think I need my sponsor
I’m just outta contro-o-ol
Maybe I got hoes, every little city I go
Like potholes
We tryna grow, but I just can’t seen her
I’m havin’ trouble cleanin’ up, I’m like FEMA
All these little haters got me
Back with the Nina
Got me bringin’ guns to work, Gilbert Arenas
Unh, I don’t know if it’s the Goose talkin’
But you know they say the
Liquor get your truth talkin’
Maybe I should be somewhere
In the group talkin’
I’m addicted to coupes and
Takin’ roofs off ‘em
I’m addicted to watches, Heckler and Koches
Them bow legged girls from the projects
It’s Bed-Stuy in this bitch (Bed-Stuy)
Dre, what’s up? (It’s Westside over here)
I’m in this party, I’m up to no good
And I should be duckin’ these clubs
Tiger Woods
I smoke (I smoke) , I drink (I drink)
I’m supposed to stop, but I can’t
Nigga, don’t ask why
(Ask why) , I get high (I get high)
I’m just livin’ my mo’fuckin’ life
So what? I’m drunk (I’m drunk)
And I’m a weedhead (Weedhead)
And I’ma treat every day like the weekend
Headfirst off the deep end
Yeah, you know what’s happenin’
I’m just relapsin’