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I had some 40z on my when I woke up this mornin' I was sick of fancy drinks the bitches I'd been bonin' Wanted to get trashed, lay down and drink my Get up and make a quick dash then bat my fuckin'
At the big bottle of the shit I drink You may call me a ghetto but I won't even blink even try to contain the 40z that I drain I a malt liquor stain like a fucking freight train
I go to the school, I go to the high school To find me a bitch, a young switch I go to the school, I go to the high school I find a gun, I drench him in cum
I go to the high school, I go to the school Make him my gash, then I fuck his tight ass I go to the high school, I go to the high If you make your momma cry I'll give you of my St. Ide's
Sippin' on 40z Like I learned in third grade For me the drink was made and I won't ever The taste of sweet malted sex on my pussy lovin' First I drank it it stung and then some little bells rung
And I that I loved you, I knew that I loved you Put nobody you, rather sip you then get screwed I knew you were somethin', had my little bumpin' 'Stead of doin' my man night, it was you that I was humpin'
I go to the school, I go to the high school I find me a bitch, a young virgin I go to the high school, I go to the high I find a gun, I drench him in cum
I go to the high school, I go to the school him kiss my gash, then I fuck his tight ass I go to the high school, I go to the school If you make your momma cry I'll you some of my St. Ide's
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