Black Walt told me if you bonafide banga you gotta start with a ass kick and a snare (yea) Add some ass music around and a hard MC and you got
1: Tech N9ne] Every night, it seem like we birthdays (hoooooo!) Cause rappin on planet pays Smelling like versa (chaa) or is it You got me sloppy from popping this oxys and of saki, copy (chaa) All you in here, I am sharing wood (chaa) I just, wanna lay ya and ram square into it (chaa) Cause, when it come to women, ya man good I done inside-a more woman than planned parent hood (chaa) I got more bottles, than new born babys, for youporn I want you up till you horn crazy and rape me (chaa) Till im and achey (chaa), wanna get shady and tape me? (chaa) Okay lets say we tape me inflating your trakey (chaa) Im just partying I ain't the tool spit (chaa) I ain't tryan you haters layin below the pool pit (chaa) 40 acres and sit, in my garage with a cool kit (chaa) eat, drink and be merry mang and miss me all that bullshit(?) not telling how drunk and how you'll get
2x] (Hey hey) We and bullshit Booze it with (hey hey) And how we do's it Not the Biancas we Everybody lose it, to our music
[Verse 2: Big And like, and they like, yup do that thing you do (I am) What you mean? baby I need some liquor too Aye, she a picture too, Big Ben she want a picture too Im F-L-Y, so why We can flick a few (fuck yea) the lenses out my frames and start the ruckus (yes) So when I through the scene you kno you niggas finna crush it Max out on swagga, not your ordinary But I do my thing extra, no ordinary madness (Gotya) that smooth movement so proper They keep choosin on ya dude cuz I be's all about my On the bitch swaggin through, its not a big deal Shit I receive more tongue then a double stacked pill Its real, what you say you lose the and (e)scape with me No to slow it down you let them other suckas pace the speed, dig it? (yep) Fuck it, imma like a trap star and probably get my ass thrown out for that hard Aye, Aye
2x] (Hey hey) We and bullshit Booze it with (hey hey) And that's how we it Not the we choosing Everybody lose it, listenin to our
[Verse 3: Okay... you 24 right? Imma you keep it here I go by the name of
Yo, yo flow me, buy vodka, get pissy Roll with tech n9ne, bear and get grizzly (prrrrraaa) Ever ready, a that flows angelic Story telling and rapping who can't sell it? Should I speed it up? Nah keep it strange My inner voices my outer voice to be deranged The devil on my shoulder got a devil on his Who told em everytime I see Biancas her ass a smack I need a bumps rock, fresh pair of duckaz Its a party, im bullshittin moafuckas Shadow fly, look at bitches a crooked eye Battle me? I think favorite rapper rather die Who you know spit a flow this clean? My notesbooks to grade, I got so many 16's Please, I got a lot of hard tones, fuck up your view with a view Star Jones Yall clones, my is the original Half you wack rappers just opitimize But me? classic is a ritual I stopped liking rap the lion got habitual Im sick of you, the streets turned me to a Im so not Common, but I still see the in you Shit, can't out-rhyme me So Tech, call Trav right now and tell him me
2x] (Hey hey) We and bullshit it with floosies (hey hey) And how we do's it Not the we choosing lose it, listenin to our music
Yea... throw ya in the air if ya drunk like me, yea Tech N9ne, Big Ben, Shadow, vodka and sprite boy