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Chorus: repeat 2X
Now drink up, let`s get drunk Le-le, le-le, let`s get drunk Now drink up, let`s get drunk and throwup in the car, let`s get drunk
[E-40]
I`m sideways doin about a buck fifty Drunk and on some of that top of the line high on Carlos Rossi Drunk about a gallon to the dome, then that`s the hit Everything`s blurry, burnt twisted eyes bloodshot red Straight up on four
[B-Legit]
Don`t forget about Legit though Danked out, and full of that Cisco Siding with the proper dame I don`t know her name But I`m lovin this part of the game (yeah) And I`ma take her for a real ride (uh-huh) Somewhere deep in the hillside I got about a eighth in the coo-ler (coo-ler) I thinks this just might do her (might do her?) And ain`t nobody gonna stop me main (yeah) Once I gets her sloppy main (sloppy main) Drunk as a skunk, and high as a kite I hope I don`t earl on baby tonight
[E-40]
Used to be sophisticated, but now she`s intosticated High society stuck up broad, violated then graduated If we was the seven, can we get eight? (uh-huh, sure) Just by you forgettin to say (yeah) And then the question later, just like my big ol middle finger Such an ignorant question, sittin in the corner blushin It`s really no problems I`ma go head and side and like I`m hecka stuck And watch baby drink up
Chorus
[D-Shot]
Mack D-Shot needin a dose of that gin Cause I`m in it to win, as I`m tossin a ten to plug it right, that is my mo-tive To dig real dip, as I explose this And watch the expression, on her face (yeah) It gets me off as I collaborate But that`s how it goes another night, another session But the tender straight taught me a lesson Night number two (yeah) I know I shoulda been sober (uh-huh) But now I`m advanced, and I`m about to bend her over I can`t get enough of that fetti for real And now I`m hopin that she`s on the pill (yeah) Day number three, I`m well prepared I got my Eight Ball, and I`m ready to tear I`m stiffer than a doorknob, I do the job Enough to tell a friend, that D got in
Chorus
[B-Legit]
Here we go again, and I`m in pursuit I gotta hit the liquor store before two Cuz me and D-Shot big ---- and Dan Needs us a case of them tall cans It`s not a birthday, but let`s celebrate And get hella keyed cuz it`s hella late I gotta thank God that I`m still alive Cuz last night I died about 3:45 I hit the lights quick and I jumped in the bed And somethin went real wrong with my head The room started spinnin and I needed a breeze And somethin told me nigga don`t you breathe
[E-40]
Dehydrated, nauseated, got a bad case of hiccup Gotta go fetch some H2R, feel like I`m fits to upchuck Gots ta have it, looks into the medicine cabinet Hmm, there it is, plop plop fizz fizz Oh what a fuckin relief it is Mumblin and grumblin goes my stomach growling I`m sick as the fuck I see the devil smiling It`s like a motor, I think I got a damn ulcer and shit Every other fuckin day I`m tellin my sahies I quit But you know that`s drama, niggaz be barkin they ass off Life is too boring, that`s why I wakes up in the morning Pervin swearvin runnin all into the curb and Twisted on some of that cherry flavored bourbon, yeah
Chorus
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