Hurricane

It's just like moonshine, have you on your face I mean, you'll be slutterin' and what not Next thing you know, you don't know how you got home I mean, this shit is so damn serious, playboy I mean, the shit reminds me of Pruno or something like that, you dig what I say? But anyway I'm so tore, look like my eyes been stitched together with stitches Ho hoppin' around wit these bitches, get ya garbage dumped wit crickets But you know me, the life of the party, Slurricane Ethyl Too much of me and make ya fight ya folks and Dr. Jekyll Like the other day I gulped too many swallows Had them niggas actin' bad at the club wit them hollows Havin' limp dick problems, tryna get it up Well, oh well, one cup of me will have your shit on still I wakes up in the mornin' and I'm separated In the bag wit my homies and I sure hate it Grenadine, he be trippin' 'cause they don't respect him That nigga rum, man, that nigga gets dumb I can't wait until they mix me I'm goin' in they mouth, down they throat, into they kidneys Hurricane's havin' muthafucka's seein' thangs Courage juice, watch when I get loose Hurricane, but you can call me slurricane Slurricane, strong enough to start a engine mayne Hurricane, but you can call me slurricane Slurricane, strong enough to start a engine mayne I'm pervin', swervin', fuckin' wit tycoon shit Shit, it's time to swip up another mix Smob to the sto', oh It's 1:51, got to catch Charlie 'fore he close Too many hoes at the studio that ain't lit I likes to bring out the freak in a nasty bitch Studio Ton, pop on that shit that 'vitti wrote (Freaky, freak, freaky) My crevice got hot, seat sweat and all That Hurricane Ethyl ain't no joke, it'll make a playa fall Creepy eyes on the stick he bought Pump up fools, straight check 'em Make 'em thinkin' men are all... Nah nah, hit a beedy, can't be greedy, gotta stay strong But if I get broken off a deal, I can't go wrong This trick juice will have a fool on his face Worse than that bumpy face gin with no fuckin' chase Hurricane, but you can call me slurricane Slurricane, strong enough to start a engine mayne Hurricane, but you can call me slurricane Slurricane, strong enough to start a engine mayne Light up the muthafuckin' indo weed Me and my niggas at the bar keyed Walkin' threw the joint on stumble They bumpin' 'Da Bumble' Face like I hate the taste, but now I'm humble Whisper to a bitch, 'Baby I been watchin' you' But when I'm pervin', everything be lookin' cute So if you get the boot when my hangover sober Don't even trip, get yo' shit out my Range Rover I gets to put it how this Spanish fly ninety-fin Influence yo' bitch to go both ways and eat her best friend Shit locked down, muthafucka don't be carin' Who ridin' wit my dank cousin Victor Baron Hurricane, but you can call me slurricane Strong enough to start a engine, mayne Biotch And that's what we do for the nineteen ninety-fin And we out this biotch Out this biotch Hurricane, but you can call me slurricane Slurricane, strong enough to start a engine mayne Hurricane, but you can call me slurricane Slurricane, strong enough to start a engine mayne Hurricane, but you can call me slurricane Slurricane, strong enough to start a engine mayne Hurricane, but you can call me slurricane Slurricane, strong enough to start a engine mayne