Hangover
Chris & The Students Lyrics
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Always been that nigga, been the nigga with the nice moves, yeah, yeah, yeah
Never hung with the nice dudes
Hung out with them niggas, robbing niggas for they shoes, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
All my niggas went to night school, dumb as fuck
Whippin' in the kitchen like a chemist, gettin' they money up
10, 20s, 50s and them 100s, yeah, yeah
I think I'm good for the summer, yeah, yeah
Feeling good, tryna live my life
I've been grindin' all year
Got the hammer right here, if a nigga try
I'm so for real, this time
Let your candy rain on me, babe
Don't fuck it up it's on me, babe
If you fuck it up it's all on me, babe
And let's slip and let's slide, oh yeah
And if we sip, we can't drive (yeah)
So you gon' have to stay over (yeah)
And wait out this hangover (yeah, yeah)
Wait out this hangover
Don't be embarrassed
And don't be scared to show that thing
I love what you wearing, don't know who made it
PYT, you that pretty young thing
Girl, I ain't no Casanova
But I'ma give you everything you want
But you just can't be
Another baby mama blowing up my phone, no, no
Baby girl, don't you do that, don't be nosy (no)
Don't be lookin' through my phone, lookin' for them hoes 'cause you know me (no)
Don't be acting boujee in the coach seats (woo)
Don't be a hater, throwin' them stones from the nose bleeds (what?)
You gotta live life, do it, do it (do it, do it)
Go and get a check, do it, do it (do it, do it)
All this hate I'm getting used to it (yeah, yeah)
We the leaders of the new school, it ain't shit that I can't do
I'm so for real, this time
Let your candy rain on me, babe (baby)
Don't fuck it up it's on me, babe (me, baby)
If you fuck it up it's all on me, babe (me, baby)
And let's slip and let's slide
And if we sip, we can't drive (yeah)
So you gon' have to stay over (yeah)
And wait out this hangover (yeah, yeah)
Wait out this hangover
You gotta stay over, oh please, oh
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, don't leave (no)
'Cause it's a party after the party, you gon' see
She told me she ain't never fuck a nigga like me
I hit her from the back, pull up with the stick
Now she on the dick, pull out all her tracks
Cameras takin' pics, shit we lit
I'm so for real, this time
Let your candy rain on me, babe (on me, baby)
Don't fuck it up it's on me, babe (me, baby)
If you fuck it up it's all on me, babe (all on me, baby)
And let's slip and let's slide
And if we sip, we can't drive (yeah)
So you gon' have to stay over (yeah)
And wait out this hangover (yeah, yeah)
Wait out this hangover (ooh)
The song "Hangover" by Chris & The Students explores themes of nostalgia, personal growth, and the consequences of one's actions. The lyrics begin by reflecting on the artist's high school days, where they were known for their impressive dance moves and chose to associate with a group of individuals who engaged in criminal activities, specifically robbing others for their shoes. The mention of night school suggests that the artist's friends lacked formal education but compensated for it by excelling in the illicit drug trade and accumulating money. The lyrics indicate a sense of pride in their accomplishments as they boast about their financial success, with stacks of different denominations.
The chorus suggests a desire to enjoy life and let loose, with the artist wanting to drive around with the top down and experience the freedom and joy of living. However, the mention of a hammer nearby indicates that they are prepared to defend themselves if necessary. This juxtaposition reflects a dichotomy between the carefree spirit and the need to be cautious due to their involvement in illicit activities.
The second verse broadens the lyrical narrative to focus on a romantic relationship. The artist expresses a genuine desire for intimacy and affection, emphasizing his readiness to provide for his partner's needs. However, he also lays down certain boundaries, urging his partner not to invade his privacy or engage in jealousy or hateful behavior. He encourages her to live her own life, urging her to pursue her own goals and secure financial independence. The lyrics project an confident self-image, referencing their position as leaders of the "new school" and asserting their ability to overcome any challenges.
The second chorus echoes the sentiments expressed in the first chorus, emphasizing the need for the partner to stay over and wait out the consequences of their excessive indulgence. This portrays them as embracing the consequences of their actions and recognizing the need for time to recover and recharge.
The final verse brings the focus back to the party atmosphere, with the artist boasting about their sexual prowess and the excitement they bring to a partner's life. The lyrics depict a scene of sexual pleasure, enhanced by the presence of cameras capturing the moment. Ultimately, the song ends on a playful and energetic note, encapsulating the sense of euphoria and celebration that accompanies the artist's lifestyle.
In summary, "Hangover" intricately explores themes of personal identity, nostalgia, romance, and the consequences of one's choices. The lyrics highlight the artist's journey from high school to adulthood, balancing their desire for freedom and enjoyment with the responsibilities and risks that come with their lifestyle.
Line by Line Meaning
I remember back in high school
Reflecting on my past experiences in high school
Always been that nigga, been the nigga with the nice moves, yeah, yeah, yeah
I have always been the guy with impressive dance moves
Never hung with the nice dudes
I never associated myself with well-behaved individuals
Hung out with them niggas, robbing niggas for they shoes, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I spent time with a group of people who would steal shoes from others
All my niggas went to night school, dumb as fuck
My friends attended night school but lacked intelligence
Whippin' in the kitchen like a chemist, gettin' they money up
They were cooking drugs in the kitchen, making money
10, 20s, 50s and them 100s, yeah, yeah
They were earning cash in various denominations
I think I'm good for the summer, yeah, yeah
I believe I have enough money to last me the whole summer
I just wanna let the top down and just ride
I simply want to enjoy a leisurely drive with the convertible top down
Feeling good, tryna live my life
I am feeling content and aiming to live my life to the fullest
I've been grindin' all year
I have been working tirelessly throughout the whole year
Got the hammer right here, if a nigga try
I carry a weapon, ready to defend myself if someone tries to harm me
Let your candy rain on me, babe
Allow your love and affection to shower upon me
Don't fuck it up it's on me, babe
Don't ruin our relationship, I take responsibility for it
If you fuck it up it's all on me, babe
If our relationship fails, I acknowledge the blame lies with me
And let's slip and let's slide, oh yeah
Let's enjoy ourselves and have a carefree time
And if we sip, we can't drive (yeah)
If we consume alcohol, we shouldn't operate a vehicle
So you gon' have to stay over (yeah)
Therefore, you will have to spend the night with me
And wait out this hangover (yeah, yeah)
And wait until we are no longer affected by the effects of alcohol
Don't be embarrassed
Don't feel ashamed or self-conscious
And don't be scared to show that thing
Don't hesitate or fear to display your talents or qualities
I love what you wearing, don't know who made it
I admire your outfit, although I am unaware of the designer
PYT, you that pretty young thing
You are a beautiful young woman
Girl, I ain't no Casanova
I am not a smooth-talking ladies' man
But I'ma give you everything you want
Nevertheless, I will fulfill all your desires
But you just can't be
However, there is one condition
Another baby mama blowing up my phone, no, no
Another woman with whom I have a child, constantly contacting me
Baby girl, don't you do that, don't be nosy (no)
Darling, please refrain from being nosy and prying
Don't be lookin' through my phone, lookin' for them hoes 'cause you know me (no)
Avoid going through my phone searching for other women, you know my tendencies
Don't be acting boujee in the coach seats (woo)
Don't behave snobbishly or pretentiously when sitting in the regular seats
Don't be a hater, throwin' them stones from the nose bleeds (what?)
Stop being envious and criticizing from a distant, less prominent position
You gotta live life, do it, do it (do it, do it)
You must embrace life and pursue your goals wholeheartedly
Go and get a check, do it, do it (do it, do it)
Earn money and achieve financial stability, take action towards it
All this hate I'm getting used to it (yeah, yeah)
I have grown accustomed to receiving a lot of negativity and hatred
We the leaders of the new school, it ain't shit that I can't do
We are the pioneers of the new generation, there is nothing I am incapable of
You gotta stay over, oh please, oh
You have to spend the night, please, oh
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, don't leave (no)
Darling, please don't go, don't leave me
'Cause it's a party after the party, you gon' see
There is more fun and excitement after the main event, you will witness it
She told me she ain't never fuck a nigga like me
She confessed that she never had sexual intercourse with someone like me before
I hit her from the back, pull up with the stick
I engaged in sexual activity with her from behind, brought a firearm along
Now she on the dick, pull out all her tracks
Now she is enthusiastic about our sexual encounter, I removed her hair extensions
Cameras takin' pics, shit we lit
Cameras are capturing moments, indicating a lively and exciting atmosphere
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Christopher Maurice Brown, Antwan J Thompson, Aaron Rogers, Rashad Alexander Johnson
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