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The Click - Let's Get Drunk lyrics
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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