Detox
Pat Lagoon Lyrics
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You was drinking on the voddy
Everybody knows she was tryna get roddy (rich)
Chase her to the box
She was tryna flex her body
Sweatbox, Hotbox, Shoebox
Everybody in the room
Tryna Detox
She was tryna grab a score... bingo
He ain't trying to do tic... hell no
Got tunes on the beat
Yeah he rock the production
Known in the town
Hear the sound at the functions
Been a while
And I can't really function
Turn the heat back down
Man I'm gassing
Need a few more shows
So I'm cashing
Wanna go from a house to Castle
Man it's Faber Castel
That I'll pencil
Head Bops too cray
Music for the head toupe
I ain't really been on love buzz shit
But I love it when the homies really
Pass good hits yeah
If it's gets too messy
No the clocks won't stop
So far in your head
Didn't check your watch
Two hands on your head
Like you've lost the plot
I was on the beer
You was drinking on the voddy
Everybody knows she was tryna get roddy (rich)
Chase her to the box
She was tryna flex her body
Yeah so it's a
Sweatbox, Hotbox, Shoebox
Everybody in the room
Tryna Detox
She was tryna hit me with a conas ata tu
You was looking for a plan or a body to cry to
Man I've been like stone
Since the last one I fell for
Man I'm tryna blow
In my bag
Like a C4
You was in my ear since I came to gaff
I was on my way
You were chilling in my path
Now I'm tryna get passed
It's like the walls are talking yeah
And the windows keep stalking yeah
And the windows keep stalking yeah
And the windows keep stalking yeah
I was on the beer you were drinking on the vodka
Vodka... that's what you were drinking.
Do you not remember?
Hello?!
Are you there? It's like you, it's like you f****** passed out
Alright alright don't talk
I was on the beer
You was drinking on the voddy
Everybody knows she was tryna get roddy (rich)
Chase her to the box
She was tryna flex her body
Yeah so it's a
Sweatbox, Hotbox, Shoebox
Everybody in the room
Tryna Detox
The lyrics of Pat Lagoon's song "Detox" follow the story of a night of partying where the singer and his companions are trying to "detox" themselves from the drugs and alcohol they have been taking. The song starts by describing how the singer and his companion are drinking beer and vodka respectively and how a woman is trying to approach them. The chorus describes the situation inside the room where everybody is trying to detox and get rid of the substances they consumed. The singer also mentions how he is struggling to function because of the hangover from the previous night. The last part of the song describes how the singer tries to move on from his past relationships and focus on his current goals.
The lyrics of "Detox" are very relatable to the experiences of young people who party and consume drugs or alcohol. The song perfectly captures the feeling of being in a room surrounded by people trying to "detox" and get rid of their hangovers. The lines "Everybody in the room tryna detox" and "Sweatbox, Hotbox, Shoebox" describe the atmosphere inside a crowded party room where people are sweating and getting high. The song also touches upon the struggles of trying to move on from past relationships and trying to focus on personal growth.
Line by Line Meaning
I was on the beer
I was drinking beer
You was drinking on the voddy
You were drinking vodka
Everybody knows she was tryna get roddy (rich)
Everyone knew she was trying to get rich men's attention
Chase her to the box
Followed her to her private space
She was tryna flex her body
She was showing off her body
Sweatbox, Hotbox, Shoebox
A cramped and stuffy space filled with people
Everybody in the room
Everyone who was present at the time
Tryna Detox
Trying to rid themselves of toxins or negative energy
Head down... limbo
Feeling defeated or low
She was tryna grab a score... bingo
She was trying to find a way to earn money
He ain't trying to do tic... hell no
He doesn't want to be involved in any troubles or drama
Got tunes on the beat
Producing music
Yeah he rock the production
He's good at producing music
Known in the town
Recognized in the local area
Hear the sound at the functions
His music can be heard at events
Been a while
It's been a long time
And I can't really function
Having trouble functioning
Turn the heat back down
Reducing stress or pressure
Man I'm gassing
Feeling excited or enthusiastic
Need a few more shows
Requires more performance opportunities
So I'm cashing
Making money
Wanna go from a house to Castle
Wants to move up or be successful
Man it's Faber Castel
Referencing the brand of pencil used
That I'll pencil
Will draw or create something
Head Bops too cray
The music makes him nod his head
Music for the head toupe
Music that's enjoyed by many people
I ain't really been on love buzz shit
Not interested in romantic relationships
But I love it when the homies really Pass good hits yeah
Enjoying when friends share good drugs
If it's gets too messy
If things become complicated or challenging
No the clocks won't stop
Time will keep moving forward regardless of the situation
So far in your head
Lost in thought or imagination
Didn't check your watch
Not paying attention to time
Two hands on your head
Feeling overwhelmed or stressed
Like you've lost the plot
Confused or lost
She was tryna hit me with a conas ata tu
She was talking to me in a foreign language
You was looking for a plan or a body to cry to
You were seeking emotional support or guidance
Man I've been like stone
Emotionally numb or unresponsive
Since the last one I fell for
Since the last person I had feelings for
Man I'm tryna blow
Trying to make it big or be successful
In my bag
Focusing on oneself or personal success
Like a C4
Explosive or powerful
You was in my ear since I came to gaff
You were trying to get my attention since we first met
I was on my way
I was trying to reach my goals
You were chilling in my path
You were in my way
Now I'm tryna get passed
Trying to move past the situation
It's like the walls are talking yeah
Feeling paranoid or anxious
And the windows keep stalking yeah
Feeling like being watched or monitored
And the windows keep stalking yeah
Feeling like being watched or monitored
And the windows keep stalking yeah
Feeling like being watched or monitored
And the windows keep stalking yeah
Feeling like being watched or monitored
I was on the beer
I was drinking beer
You was drinking on the voddy
You were drinking vodka
Everybody knows she was tryna get roddy (rich)
Everyone knew she was trying to get rich men's attention
Chase her to the box
Followed her to her private space
She was tryna flex her body
She was showing off her body
Yeah so it's a
It's a
Sweatbox, Hotbox, Shoebox
A cramped and stuffy space filled with people
Everybody in the room
Everyone who was present at the time
Tryna Detox
Trying to rid themselves of toxins or negative energy
Lyrics © DistroKid, SENTRIC MUSIC
Written by: Patrick Alabi
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