Pervin

T.W.D.Y.

    Continúa después del anuncio

    Let's go hit the l-i-q, man
    Hit the what, nigga?
    The l-i-q, man
    Let's do that

    Hey nephew
    What you got on my drink?
    Biatch
    Nigga, I'm bout to get blitzed up my wits
    Biiiaiaitch

    (Pervin)
    For sho
    One mo' 'gen, my niggas
    (I feel like pervin)
    Ah-ah
    Derty werkin for certain
    What you doin?
    I'm tryin to get high
    (I feel like pervin)
    T.D.W.Y.
    Biatch
    Do that shit
    Biatch
    (Pervin)

    Short Dog, it's on you, nigga
    Now

    {Too $hort}
    I just left the sto' with a bottle of blue
    I'm drinkin bombay safire, what's up with you?
    You want a Tangueray or that Seagram's?
    I'm on that 94 proof, fuck them weak ones
    I might be a skinny little nigga, but I can drink
    Designated driver, tell me what you think
    You on the passenger side or are you drivin?
    You get to drive, and I'ma keep gettin high then
    Let your square-ass get me home
    Smoke a few indo joints to the dome
    We gettin high like Jimi Hendrix
    Smokin that Northern California Tremendous
    Hit y'all upside down left-handed
    You muthafuckas really don't understand it
    My drink was made in England with them herbs and fruits
    It ain't no 80-somethin, I told you it was 94 proof
    Biatch

    Continúa después del anuncio

    (Pervin)
    What we doin
    (I feel like pervin)
    Muthafuckas in this muthafucka on stomp status
    Up in this muthafucka pervin
    (I feel like pervin)
    Got your boy Captain-Save-A-Hoe up in here
    Fuck they know
    They ain't knowin
    (Pervin)
    Hey 40
    You know your boy saved you a drink
    Cause you know I got you
    So sip up

    {E-40}
    Uugh, I musta woke up early this morning on the wrong side of the bed
    Cause the last thing that I can remember is a sap bitch givin me head
    I don't know how I got to the crib, can't recall where I parked my stick
    All I remember tellin that hoe was, "bitch, don't bite my dick"
    Well, did she bite yo dick? yeah, kinda sorta
    How you feelin today? shit, I'm kinda sober
    What kinda car was you drivin? I think I was in my Nova
    What the hell was you drinkin? Everclear on my Mossa

    {Rappin' 4-Tay}
    I can't hang with you muthafuckas, y'all way past tilt
    And 40 Water, you got your homie sprung on that Gorilla Milk
    A gang of that Broccoli to the brain
    Hurlin all night off them Hurricanes
    I think I just might make a new drink
    Gettin to the point where I can't think
    Woke up talkin what happened last night? I don't remember shit
    But I looked down, seen a bad bitch sleep on a nigga's dick
    Feelin the aftermath of the hangover
    Coulda been that bomb doja
    I'm splurgin and swervin
    I still feel like pervin

    (Pervin)
    Ah-ha
    Ah-ha
    Biatch
    (I feel like pervin)
    Niggas in this muthafucka on one
    On a good one
    In this muthafucka pervin
    (I feel like pervin)
    40 Fonzarelli a/k/a Charlie Hustle
    (Pervin)
    Where that nigga Anthony at?

    {Ant Banks}
    Sippin on Safire mixed with a little bit of whatchamacallit
    Burpin, slurpin, I'm a cold-ass alcoholic
    Nigga, perkin, and all that anti-high shit ain't workin
    If I don't get to Alcoholics Anonymous quick
    I ain't gon' remember shit
    M-mh, just flashbacks, I think I need a box of Tums
    Cos I got a cold case of the runs
    Shit, too much alcoholic consumption
    Conjunction, junction, what's yo function?

    {Captain Save-Em}
    Well, (?), when it comes to drinkin I'm a new boy, a boob, a rookie
    Last night these niggas had me drinkin somethin called Silky-Silky
    I asked if they can make mine just a little bit weaker
    That's when that nigga 40 handed me one these liquors named Moesha
    It was mixed with Krypton Brothers blended with a swig of ice tea
    Muthafucka, what it is the hell you're tryin to do to me?
    Had my head spinnin, stomach shittin out some rocks
    I rinsed it down with some Evian water, had me pissin on my socks

    (Pervin)
    Hell yeah
    Muthafucka up in this bitch pervin
    (I feel like pervin)
    Shit, is this a borin day
    Nigga, wanna play some dominos?
    (I feel like pervin)
    Shoot some dice
    Hit the liquor sto'
    (Pervin)
    Go get a bottle of that Get-Me-Right
    And get to, and get to
    (Pervin)
    Get to pervin on they hoe ass
    Make me feel good
    (I feel like pervin)
    Hit the hood, slide out
    Burn some rubber
    (I feel like pervin)
    Pick up my hoe-ass, slut-ass bitch
    And let her suck yo dick
    In the middle of the daylight
    In front of all your sidehops
    That's pervin, nigga
    Biatch

    I feel like pervin
    When a bitch be servin
    In her mouth
    Biatch
    Pervin
    I feel like pervin
    When a hoe be swervin
    Her lips and she be out

    Outta line
    Biatch
    I love that
    Nigga on one
    Twisted, nigga, in this bitch bent
    Muthafucka hollered that shit
    They say, that nigga Feezy a fool
    Nigga, you was that bitch feelin it, hah?
    I say hell yeah, nigga
    Now
    Biatch
    Where that nigga Anthony at?
    Too $heezy
    Captain Save-Em
    My nigga Forte
    In this bitch-ass nigga we doin this
    I thougth you thought I'm a jig, bitch
    Pervin
    I feel like pervin
    Hooo...

    Información de la canción

    Composición: E. Stevens, Ant Banks y Todd Shaw

    ¿Los datos están equivocados?

    Enviar revisión