Get Throw’d (feat. 816 Boyz)

8-1-6 Boyz Ain't we sick boy Kali Baby... Get 'em daddy I came here pretty big night I can't remember it I'm drunk my breath is all one I might need a dinner mint A couple of strong ones and then a couple of shots I'm getting all one, ok I never take the wrong one can make anything I can pull I'll take a tall one, Ok Make my drink too big to hold and make it pretty cold and I'm too drunk to even speak nigga ass is pretty show'd If I could just be off my seat and I getting mold And drink you under the table Im talkin bout Pop-a-pop-a-pop-a sip hit the floor Ima turn it up and make it gold Go many, go many, go many, go many Ima have a heart attack (x8) Makzilla... Talk to 'em I'm Desi den sober sin Fellas leavin' cups of lean Celebratin' soups of through cups of lou Whatcha waitin' on? Get your drink on Everyone in 816 knows not into a friend Of a ten of a ten of a ten so unattractive My crew consist of 816as who take that slang And add some liquor make her chug-a-lug Till she starts to hiccup a thing for good A think clone tatted up real thick and wild so Lets make like a realas burnt thing zillas Kutt Kalhoun soo woo... Kutty Go ahead YEAH... BLACK GOLD sick'em Kutt the room bottle service Mister melvadear im the worst When it comes to touchin' my lips with liquor I do to fifths what I do to verses, Kill them Nigga might lose his shirt, 'cause im too beserk when im jagar bombin' I feel it, right up your hoochies skirt cause this erk the jerk is My fame, my mind, and I drop my draws and get naked Just my hat and tat to my necklace Soft as molly what you expected drunk like 40 bins and Im wreckless If you born to party I'm the wildest one in my clique when it comes to drinkin' man Its's breaking news when I'm pervy call me Ron Burgundy cause I'm the anchorman 4 hoursemen im drinkin Jack Daniels (yeah?), Johnnie Walker(yeah?), Jim Beam (what?) Jose Cuervo (huh?!) throwin ups what im thinkin At about 7 of those Level a bro, wakin up sick is inevitable, head on the flo where it keep me! That'll get me throwin up that neeses , or a beef on bun on bread with a B.B.! I get so throw'd I mess around and wake up off in Mexico! So drunk that the killa cartel put the chainsaw down then accept a bro! So drunk on a hella late night I stumbled into Texaco! Askin for lexapro!