Let's go hit the l-i-q, man
Hit the what, nigga?
The l-i-q, man
Let's do that
Hey nephew
What you got on my drink?
Biatch
Nigga, I'm bout to get blitzed up my wits
Biiiaiaitch
For sho
One mo' 'gen, my niggas
(I feel like pervin')
Ah-ah
Derty werkin for certain
What you doin?
I'm tryin to get high
(I feel like pervin')
T.D.W.Y.
Biatch
Do that shit
Biatch
(Pervin)
Short Dog, it's on you, nigga
Now
I just left the sto' with a bottle of blue
I'm drinkin' Bombay Saphire, what's up with you?
You want a Tangueray or that Seagram's?
I'm on that 94 proof, fuck them weak ones
I might be a skinny little nigga, but I can drink
Designated driver, tell me what you think
You on the passenger side or are you drivin?
You get to drive, and I'ma keep gettin high then
Let your square-ass get me home
Smoke a few indo joints to the dome
We gettin' high like Jimi Hendrix
Smokin' that Northern California Tremendous
Hit why'all upside down left-handed
You muthafuckas really don't understand it
My drink was made in England with them herbs and fruits
It ain't no 80-somethin', I told you it was 94 proof
Biatch
What we doin'
(I feel like pervin')
Muthafuckas in this muthafucka on stomp status
Up in this muthafucka pervin'
(I feel like pervin')
Got your boy Captain-Save-A-Hoe up in here
Fuck they know
They ain't knowin'
Hey 40
You know your boy saved you a drink
'Cause you know I got you
So sip up
Uugh, I musta woke up early this morning on the wrong side of the bed
'Cause the last thing that I can remember is a sap bitch givin' me head
I don't know how I got to the crib, can't recall where I parked my stick
All I remember tellin' that hoe was, "bitch, don't bite my dick"
Well, did she bite yo dick? yeah, kinda sorta
How you feelin' today? shit, I'm kinda sober