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The funk'n has returned
Let's take it to the old school one time y'all, uhh
Ya with me? Damn right y'all fuck with us boy
(Shot glass, ha it drunk)
Alkaholiks, say
(Yo Tash, smack these up!)

With my style still coming of age
Free as a the beer fly on stage
Ain't here for no fronting just to say a somethin
A nigga like CaTash'll get motherfucker pumpin'

I walk with a bop make the cops shine flashlights
And I ain't drunk shit, I'm still faded last night
That's y'all, the Alkahol be spitting
through bitches

I a lot of ale, smoke a lot of L's a day
Got kegs in my room and of hay
Twenty-five piled in my ashtray
Some like it some live the fast way

All the ladies know I'm wild and
I the rap life like my nigga Tash say
I down the whole brew, half way
I'm back and forth to the bar in the Likwid

Now put yo' to yo' lips
When I sip, you sip, we sip now
Back, and, to the bar y'all
Back, and, to the bar y'all

Now put yo' to yo' lips
When I sip, you sip, we sip now
Back, and, forth to the bar
Back, and, forth to the bar

say one man's trash is the next man's treasure
Next man pain be the other man's
Whatever you wanna ma we bought the bar out
Last cats to call out, who fall out?

Worst scenario walking, I hate talking
Do the damn thing, let your dogs barking
the bass yeah who keep you laced
With Hennessey to the face, tequila with no

bang kicks, kick dirt on tricks
Fucking out rappers y'all fiend for hits
I just my shit, never stop serving
Everything bump even the two-way

I'm the West coast Julius Earving, through the worst
Survived starving to and dying of thirst
Come through, bring a home girl, the fun bitch
'Cause two heads is better one, so let's go

Now put yo' to yo' lips
When I sip, you sip, we sip now
Back, and, to the bar y'all
Back, and, to the bar y'all

So, if die tonight, rap music don't owe me shit
I done did it all homey off blood sweat and (yes)
Spit-zophrenic off a half a gallon
Of that strong shit make me think Bucks like Ray Allen

Profiling in the beat-up ass like fuck it
Bitch I make this car look
on wood, knock on MC's just for practice
'Cause y'all niggaz can't fuck with these tactics

We stompin', romping
With the bumpkin rhymes keep the b-boys jumping
Saying ho, ladies ow
Get it now front row wipe that brew your brow

and malt liquor go down the same pipe
You drink us you probably piss in the bed the same night
You throwing up on your no hoes fo' sho'
Now you on your back pointing at the sky with toes

Now put yo' to yo' lips
When I sip, you sip, we sip now
Back, and, forth to the bar
Back, and, forth to the bar

Now put yo' to yo' lips
I sip, you sip, we sip altogether now
Back, and, to the bar y'all
Back, and, forth to the bar