(feat. Ron Ron, The Popper)
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(Big gasp) I feel like I'm about to throw up. (ugh!)
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Gang sighns cause I'm kixin' it! (oh)
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Guess I never grow up. security! ease up, let a big star enter.
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I just want to drink and flirt with the female bartender.
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Kixin' it, You up tight but I'm in a loose mood.
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Mixin' it, not much ice its a vodka and juice booze.
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Mixin' it, which one might be the vodka and boose boose.
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Fixin' it, my home slice yellin out 'coose dude'
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Heh, dont do the same old two step throw it up I want to see what city you in.
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Dancin with a beezy, got my hands where the cushion at.
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Yellin at the squares 'what the hell is you lookin at?'
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Booty I'm gripsen it. know that I'm gunna be twisten it
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Never could tell me to cool it because I'm a villain and baby we kixin it!
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[chorus]
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I'm cleaned up, my greens up, I'm teamed up.
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The tea must be steamed up because we kixin' it.
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We got the liquor in the door we mixin' it.
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We lettin everybody know we hate fakes, frauds, false, foes.
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We dont want to see 'em. we let everybody know we kixin' it.
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We got the liquor in the door, we mixin it.
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Come on everybody ooohh!
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Kicken its automatic once I bit into this tablet probably never quit kicken it 'till I kick my drinking habit.
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I doubt it will ever happen but never is what you never say.
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Matter of fact I havent had a drink well since yesterday.
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My dictions a lil slurry and visions a lil blurry
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Stomache bubblin a lil bit, chickens a lil curry
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The club fin to close so sippen this in a hurry
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And plus I'm temperarly fixin n gettin merried
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The party's in the parking lot, loomin the mac world
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Sobered up and noticed I was stroken on a fat girl!
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Ohh ohh no no sin the clubs please say it aint so!
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But I'm still in to kick it though, cup empty get some more
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Say I shouldnt drink and drive, I party at the liquor store!
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[chorus]
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I'm cleaned up, my greens up, I'm teamed up.
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The tea must be steamed up because we kixin' it.
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We got the liquor in the door we mixin' it.
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We lettin everybody know we hate fakes, frauds, false, foes.
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We dont want to see 'em. we let everybody know we kixin' it.
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We got the liquor in the door, we mixin it.
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Come on everybody ooohh!
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Done dealer tech n9ne, ron ron, got these chicks waving they hands in the air like they pom-poms.
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Pop the military mind it but I'm calm niggers ask for a little bit of war but I'm nam.
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Hit the club for an hour then I'm gone to the after party twenty missed calls from von-von.
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I'm on some shit way over your head, swear to don if I get pissed I'm probally goin faaade
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We's big time, you's hardly major. we spot bad chicks and fill em up with party favors.
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Yeah all the haters we skrillin get stilla grit. get an empty cup and fill it quick.
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'Till its six in the morn, in the tel, killen slit lay my perpes, till the day I die who spit it real as this.
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[chorus]
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I'm cleaned up, my greens up, I'm teamed up.
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The tea must be steamed up because we kixin' it.
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We got the liquor in the door we mixin' it.
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We lettin everybody know we hate fakes, frauds, false, foes.
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We dont want to see 'em. we let everybody know we kixin' it.
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We got the liquor in the door, we mixin it.
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Come on everybody ooohh!
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Take yo phone an shine your light an with your left cause te liquor id in your right hand.
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Put your phone up, turn your cup up. grap a lady put your hand right on her butt.
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Now squeeze it squeeze it come on squeeze it squeeze it.
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Thats your gal now ya'll can go on home and lay that ass on the couch and get your bone on
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We Kixin' It
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| Tech N9ne |
