Drinkin' Song Lyrics
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now im a start this night out right so i dont fall on my face
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i got some red necks wit me ready to get drunk and shot da gauge
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they got 6 shots of tequila and half a bottle of bacardi
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the bottle came from onions coat when we left the bonfire party
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they constantly askin fo mo and tryin to pour me up a shot
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incredible hulk mixed wit vodka and a skotch on the rocks
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crown royal an coke a bud light my eye balls afloat
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so much fuckin liquid in me i got to hit da pisser fo sho
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keepin up wit hill billys actin silly drunker then shit
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this might compare to my smokin song but pimpin this is not it
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this is my drinkin song so you know wut you got to do
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drink twelve or twenty one or wut eva you do just dont stop at two
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chorus*2
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this is my drinkin song
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and there aint no rules wut you waitin on
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pop a bottle pour your self a shot or even brew your own
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if your gonna drink might as well drink until you hit the floor
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afta you hit the floor get yo ass up and pour a couple mo
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aight im alright listen to my words Ive done drank up half the bar
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and still yet a slurr I heard
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i looked down at red neck he look like he was about to hurl
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brother robby actin similiar but was spinnin like the world
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now real rednecks can get drunk like some shit ive neva seen
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ten shots bud lights fo chasin ready for round eleventeen
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demolition derbys at the races rodeos and bill streets
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when ever legal liqour sold white folks will meet
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but we all want to get fucked up and when i say we
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im talkin about every nationality on this g.l.o.b.e
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and some do, some dont, some might like it, some wont,
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i'll tell you wut i love this so much im fucked up right now bro
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chorus*2
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we jump in slappa's car dont worry this fool wasnt driven
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the outcome would of been ridiculous and we wouldnt of survived it
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believe it or not i was the most sober of the five of us
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liquor in me got to piss again i feel like im bout to bust
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good thing we got out the exit fo me to handle my buisness
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i jumped out to drain my lizard and then god as my witness
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i see a truck load of moonshine hideing behind some trees
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wit the keys in it and nobody around
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know what this means we fitna get drunker and crunker
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and make us some cheese from mariana arkansas
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through the woods back to tennessee
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this event start anotha good ol'boy fraiser drinkin day
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in the back of a chevelle pick up shootin of this daze
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chorus*2
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Drinkin' Song
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| Lil' Wyte |
