(spit that shit)

Durrin a playa like Ma Dukes

I think I recall when I got my first tooth

I was a teeny little ol teether perv on flea little bitches

Some like a little further on down the line

started fuckin with moonshine, all kind of wines

Stood in front of the liquor house so I can get mine, from old timers

Buy me a drank man I know it's against the law my name's liquor sport

What you need my little catarada a packet of kool-aid and some throw up

What else? A thing of B's and a short naked Night Train

Whatchu gonna give me? A crumpled up foodstamp that I won in a dice game

Preciate it playa, I'm up out of this bitch bout to go hook up

with my side hill now them shits relatives simple ones kinfolks

Good folks, y'know, y'know

Twisted, slogan, me and my fools be out there back pervin

To' back on your face and started to roll over



*chorus*

Let's perv, throw up, and drank again

Let's get high, loaded, and smoke again

(repeat 2X)



Just wakin up from my hang-over

Still high, like I swallowed an ounce of

hell yeah I don't wanna ever be sober

Like bein toishin, wake up in the same position, open up the safe

Peep the stash, lookin mighty healthy, plenty of cash

Grabbed my partner from up out the charger

And then made a dash called up the folks today is the day

for my nigga's birthday twelve o'clock come through gon get beat

By who? By them hog mark niggaz in the cleats

We's deep, no remorse no feelings retardos no sorrow

Drink it til your motherfuckin insides turn holes to cross and wallow

Back to back, struck and strikin, that's your job (that's your job nigga)

To make you lift this tick, fuckit nigga blow a bottle



*chorus*



Room spinnin, dead-aca