Black Walt told me if you wanna banga you gotta start with a ass kick and a snare (yea) Add dope ass music around and a hard MC and you got
[Verse 1: Tech night, it seem like we celebrating birthdays (hoooooo!) Cause rappin on planet Earth Smelling like versa (chaa) or is it You got me sloppy from popping this and shots of saki, copy (chaa) All you ladies in here, I am wood (chaa) I just, wanna lay between ya and ram square it (chaa) Cause, when it come to women, ya man Aarons I done been inside-a more woman than planned hood (chaa) I got more bottles, than new babys, for youporn ladies I want you drink up till you crazy and rape me (chaa) im lazy and achey (chaa), wanna get shady and tape me? (chaa) Okay baby lets say we me inflating your trakey (chaa) Im just partying I ain't letting the tool (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(?) Aint not how drunk and how you'll get
2x] (Hey hey) We and bullshit Booze it floosies (hey hey) And that's how we it Not the Biancas we Everybody it, listenin to our music
[Verse 2: Big And they like, and they like, yup do thing you do (I am) What you mean? baby gurl I need liquor too Aye, she need a picture too, Big Ben she want a too Im F-L-Y, so why We can flick a few (fuck yea) Knock the out my frames and start the ruckus (yes) So when I scream through the scene you kno you niggas finna it Max out on swagga, not your rapper But I do my extra, like no ordinary madness (Gotya) Keep that movement so proper They keep choosin on ya dude cuz I all about my dollas On the baddest swaggin through, its not a big deal Shit I receive more tongue a double stacked thizz pill Its real, you say you lose the crew and (e)scape with me No need to slow it down you let other suckas pace the speed, dig it? (yep) Fuck it, party like a trap star and get my ass thrown out for going that hard Aye, Aye
2x] (Hey hey) We party and Booze it floosies (hey hey) And how we do's it Not the Biancas we lose it, listenin to our music
[Verse 3: Okay... you said 24 Imma tell you it here I go by the of Shadow
Yo, yo miss me, buy vodka, get pissy Roll with n9ne, bear arms and get grizzly (prrrrraaa) Ever ready, a killer that flows telling and battle rapping who can't sell it? Should I speed it up? Nah imma it strange My inner voices told my outer 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 with Shadow fly, look at with a crooked eye Battle me? I your favorite rapper rather die Who you could spit a flow this clean? My to 10th grade, I got so many 16's Please, I got a lot of hard tones, that'll up your view with a view Star Jones Yall clones, my is the original Half you wack just opitimize pitiful But me? Spittin is a ritual I stopped liking rap when the lion got Im sick of you, the streets turned me to a Im so not Common, but I see the bitch in you Shit, can't out-rhyme me So Tech, call Trav right now and tell him me
2x] (Hey hey) We and bullshit Booze it with (hey hey) And that's how we it Not the we choosing Everybody lose it, to our music
Yea... throw ya cups in the air if ya drunk me, yea Tech N9ne, Big Ben, Shadow, vodka and sprite boy