Black Walt told me if you wanna banga you gotta start with a hard ass kick and a (yea) Add some dope ass music around and a MC and you got
[Verse 1: N9ne] night, it seem like we celebrating birthdays (hoooooo!) Cause rappin on planet pays like versa (chaa) or is it Versace? You got me sloppy from popping oxys and shots of saki, copy (chaa) All you in here, I am sharing wood (chaa) I just, wanna lay between ya and ram into it (chaa) Cause, when it to women, ya man Aarons good I done been inside-a more woman than planned parent (chaa) I got more bottles, than new babys, for youporn ladies I want you drink up till you horn and rape me (chaa) Till im lazy and (chaa), wanna get shady and tape me? (chaa) Okay baby say we tape me inflating your trakey (chaa) Im just I ain't letting the tool spit (chaa) I ain't tryan have you haters layin the pool pit (chaa) 40 and mule 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 party and Booze it floosies (hey hey) And that's how we 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 baby gurl I need some 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 lenses out my frames and the ruckus (yes) So when I scream through the scene you kno you niggas finna it Max out on swagga, not your ordinary But I do my thing extra, like no madness (Gotya) Keep smooth movement so proper They keep on ya dude cuz I be's all about my dollas On the baddest bitch through, its not a big deal Shit I receive more tongue then a stacked thizz pill Its real, what you say you the crew and (e)scape with me No need to slow it down you let them other suckas the speed, dig it? (yep) Fuck it, party like a trap star and probably get my ass out for going that hard Aye, Aye
2x] (Hey hey) We and bullshit Booze it floosies (hey hey) And how we do's it Not the we choosing lose it, listenin to our music
[Verse 3: Okay... you 24 right? Imma tell you keep it I go by the of Shadow
Yo, yo miss me, buy vodka, get pissy Roll with tech n9ne, bear arms and get (prrrrraaa) Ever ready, a killer that angelic Story telling and battle rapping who sell it? Should I speed it up? Nah keep it strange My inner voices told my outer to be deranged The on my shoulder got a devil on his back Who told em everytime I see Biancas her ass a smack I need a rock, fresh pair of sucka duckaz Its a party, im bullshittin with Shadow fly, look at with a crooked eye Battle me? I think your favorite rather die Who you know spit a flow this clean? My notesbooks to 10th grade, I got so many Please, I got a lot of hard tones, fuck up your view with a view like Star clones, my style is the original Half you wack rappers opitimize pitiful But me? Spittin classic is a I stopped liking rap when the got habitual Im of you, the streets turned me to a cetinel Im so not Common, but I still see the in you Shit, nobody out-rhyme me So Tech, call right now and tell him sign me
2x] (Hey hey) We party and Booze it floosies (hey hey) And how we do's it Not the Biancas we Everybody lose it, to our music
Yea... ya cups in the air if ya drunk like me, yea N9ne, Big Ben, Shadow, X-rated vodka and sprite boy