They don’t mean what they say (but they mean it)

[Verse]
They talk that talk
Sippin' on their drink (oo-yeah!)
Sayin’ things so wild
Make your mind rethink
Words get loose
Like smoke in the air (uh-huh)
But deep down
You know
The truth is rare
[Chorus]
They don’t mean what they say
When the bottle’s in play (oh no!)
But they mean it
Yeah they mean it
In their own kinda way
Sayin’ what they won’t say
When the sun’s on display
They don’t mean what they say
But they mean it
Okay?
[Verse 2]
Slurred confessions
Under neon skies (uh!)
Eyes half-closed
But the soul don’t lie (oo!)
West Coast breeze
Blowin’ through the scene
Truth slips out
Like a movie on the screen
[Prechorus]
Is it liquor talkin’? (talkin’!) Or the heart exposin’?
Words like waves
Always rollin’
Always rollin’
[Chorus]
They don’t mean what they say
When the bottle’s in play (oo-yeah!)
But they mean it
Yeah they mean it
In their own kinda way
Sayin’ what they won’t say
When the sun’s on display
They don’t mean what they say
But they mean it
Okay?
[Bridge]
Oh
The truth in the glass
It’s a funky disguise (funky!)
Breakin’ down walls
While the moon starts to rise
No barriers at all
As the night plays its game
Deep confessions fall
Breakin’ hearts with no shame

funk, west coast g-funk, laid-back daytime vibe, 95 bpm, deep sine bass, crisp kicks/snare, whiny synth leads, smooth sw