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

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

I walk with a bop that make the cops flashlights
And I ain't drunk shit, I'm still faded from last
That's right y'all, the be spitting
Comin' through

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, never way
I'm back and forth to the bar in the Cafe

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

in the beat-up ass bucket like fuck it
Bitch I make car look good
Knock on wood, knock on just for practice
'Cause y'all niggaz can't fuck with drunken-ass tactics

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

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

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

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