Текст песни The Click - Down and Dirty
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Chorus: repeat 2X Now drink up, let`s get drunk Le-le, le-le, let`s get drunk Now drink up, let`s get drunk and throwup in the car, let`s get drunk[E-40]I`m sideways doin about a buck fiftyDrunk and on some of that top of the line high on Carlos RossiDrunk about a gallon to the dome, then that`s the hitEverything`s blurry, burnt twisted eyes bloodshot redStraight up on four[B-Legit]Don`t forget about Legit thoughDanked out, and full of that CiscoSiding with the proper dame I don`t know her nameBut I`m lovin this part of the game (yeah)And I`ma take her for a real ride (uh-huh)Somewhere deep in the hillsideI got about a eighth in the coo-ler (coo-ler)I thinks this just might do her (might do her?)And ain`t nobody gonna stop me main (yeah)Once I gets her sloppy main (sloppy main)Drunk as a skunk, and high as a kiteI hope I don`t earl on baby tonight[E-40]Used to be sophisticated, but now she`s intosticatedHigh society stuck up broad, violated then graduatedIf we was the seven, can we get eight? (uh-huh, sure)Just by you forgettin to say (yeah)And then the question later, just like my big ol middle fingerSuch an ignorant question, sittin in the corner blushinIt`s really no problems I`ma go head and side and like I`m hecka stuckAnd watch baby drink upChorus[D-Shot]Mack D-Shot needin a dose of that ginCause I`m in it to win, as I`m tossin a tento plug it right, that is my mo-tiveTo dig real dip, as I explose thisAnd watch the expression, on her face (yeah)It gets me off as I collaborateBut that`s how it goes another night, another sessionBut the tender straight taught me a lessonNight number two (yeah) I know I shoulda been sober (uh-huh)But now I`m advanced, and I`m about to bend her overI can`t get enough of that fetti for realAnd now I`m hopin that she`s on the pill (yeah)Day number three, I`m well preparedI got my Eight Ball, and I`m ready to tearI`m stiffer than a doorknob, I do the jobEnough to tell a friend, that D got inChorus[B-Legit]Here we go again, and I`m in pursuitI gotta hit the liquor store before twoCuz me and D-Shot big ---- and DanNeeds us a case of them tall cansIt`s not a birthday, but let`s celebrateAnd get hella keyed cuz it`s hella lateI gotta thank God that I`m still aliveCuz last night I died about 3:45I hit the lights quick and I jumped in the bedAnd somethin went real wrong with my headThe room started spinnin and I needed a breezeAnd somethin told me nigga don`t you breathe[E-40]Dehydrated, nauseated, got a bad case of hiccupGotta go fetch some H2R, feel like I`m fits to upchuckGots ta have it, looks into the medicine cabinetHmm, there it is, plop plop fizz fizzOh what a fuckin relief it isMumblin and grumblin goes my stomach growlingI`m sick as the fuck I see the devil smilingIt`s like a motor, I think I got a damn ulcer and shitEvery other fuckin day I`m tellin my sahies I quitBut you know that`s drama, niggaz be barkin they ass offLife is too boring, that`s why I wakes up in the morningPervin swearvin runnin all into the curb andTwisted on some of that cherry flavored bourbon, yeahChorus