| I get drunk and I stumble to the mic | |
| Stay drunk all week, I'm at my peak like pike | |
| I'm never at my peak, I'm killin' fifth after fifth | |
| I drink mo' 40's than Tash and E-Swift | |
| Uh, huh, I drink more than both of y'all | |
| I hold more liquor than a bank on Crenshaw | |
| And Tash you can't drink brew, you know you the nigga who | |
| Be all on yo' nads after just a swig or two | |
| Nigga you trippin', must be that Zima you was sippin' | |
| Yo' accountant couldn't count how many bottles I be grippin' | |
| And flip it in the trash 'cause I downed 'em with ease | |
| While you on yo' knees | |
| (About to pass somebody yo' keys) | |
| I even had to pay the taxi the last time you asked me | |
| You start off on yo' feet but always wind up on yo' back G | |
| Bro you should know you can't drink with Rico | |
| While you down yo' shit slow, I'm on my ninth Cuervo | |
| Aiyyo at every single show, you be layin' on the flo' | |
| Swearin' up and down, you neva' gonna drink no mo' | |
| But I get to' up, from the flo' up, and never throw up | |
| One little wine cooler and you wanna beat yo' hoe up | |
| I never call it quits, I don't know my own limit | |
| This Alkaholiks shit is for real, it ain't a gimmick | |
| You might fuck around and catch a liver disease | |
| Fuckin' with these Likwit MC's, hip hop drunkies | |
| Don't you think it's 'bout time | |
| To get yo' drink on? Whatcha wanna do? | |
| Don't you think it's 'bout time | |
| To get yo' fade on with the Likwit crew? | |
| Curvoiseir, coke and rum | |
| Alize and one five one | |
| Heineken, Hennesey | |
| Juice and gin, brass monkey | |
| Yo, yo, I pledge allegiance to the bottle, the cup and the can | |
| In front of the bar, that's where I stand | |
| And to the alcohol for which I fall | |
| And the cold porcelain in the bathroom stall | |
| One drunk nation under God inebriated | |
| With liberty and justice to anyone who's faded | |
| Drink drink drunk until I can't hack it | |
| Until the little man fall off the horse on my polo jacket | |
| When I get drunk once again | |
| I spent all my yen on ten bottles of gin | |
| Likwit 'til I'm stiff, damn I love this riff | |
| The Ro gotta go, I pass the mic to E-Swift | |
| I drink a lot of beers, my life's a black version of 'Cheers' | |
| Everyday sit at the bar and take shots with my peers | |
| I've been doin' this for years, ain't no amateurs here | |
| I've been drinkin' 40's longer than most niggaz careers | |
| I've got the bitches grinnin' while the whole world is spinnin' | |
| You suffer from double vision and I'm just beginnin' | |
| You always pass out, wake up and don't remember me | |
| You could write a book with all your hangover remedies | |
| I thought you knew, I've been drinkin' since high school | |
| While I down this Olde English, you sippin' your O'Douls | |
| I'm makin' beer runs at ten minutes to two | |
| While you still sippin' on your first motherfuckin' brew | |
| Don't you think it's 'bout time | |
| To get yo' drink on? Whatcha wanna do? | |
| Don't you think it's 'bout time | |
| To get yo' fade on with the Likwit crew? | |
| Curvoiseir, coke and rum | |
| Alize and one five one | |
| Heineken, Hennesey | |
| Juice and gin, brass monkey | |
| A lot of niggaz can't drink, but hoes is even worse | |
| They order three drinks but can't finish the first | |
| I see 'em reachin' in they purse about to roll that sack of weed | |
| Knowin' that's the combination that they really don't need | |
| 'Cause girls take a sip, get fucked up quick | |
| Pass out, wake up | |
| (What's this?) | |
| It's a dick | |
| Baby girl, you lookin' sick, you lookin' plastered like a poster | |
| You was talkin' all that shit, now you need some Alka-Seltzer | |
| You wobblin', weeblin', fuckin' up your evenin' | |
| That smoke that you breathin' got that ass on spin | |
| While yo' homegirls is like | |
| (Where the fuck you been?) | |
| In the girl's bathroom, fucked up since ten | |
| Yeah, I seen her, she thought she was a graceful ballerina | |
| Now that ass is too drunk to drive herself to the marina | |
| So she comin' home with me because, I don't give a fuck | |
| Might fuck an ugly bitch, but only when I'm drunk | |
| Don't you think it's 'bout time | |
| To get yo' drink on? Whatcha wanna do? | |
| Don't you think it's 'bout time | |
| To get yo' fade on with the Likwit crew? | |
| Don't you think it's 'bout time | |
| To get yo' drink on? Whatcha wanna do? | |
| Don't you think it's 'bout time | |
| To get yo' fade on with the Likwit crew? | |
| When I get drunk | |
| When I get drunk | |
| We doin' big thangs, knahmsayin'? | |
| Ha ha, we fucked up now | |
| You know what's goin down, Alkaholiks | |
| Got my niggaz up in this motherfucker | |
| My niggaz and you know it, I ain't solo, I ain't dolo |
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