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Ha, now don't come to my party, if you don't wanna get drunk It's me and my niggas and we puffin' on a skunk 'Cause it's true when I'm bent and I'm fuckin' I can last long With some Gin and a grin 'cause my cock's grown Now don't trip hoe, you to get bent too Hit the thai, run, get ya coochie in a bend too By a nigga that'll make ya sick You know me (D-J Quik) yeah Now let me tell you about a party that I threw last year Niggas kept haulin' that party over here Too many niggas so I had to get a keg of Budweiser But it had me pissin' down my leg So I bought somethin' that'll last longer Somethin' a little harder, somethin' a little stronger Somethin' that'll definitely make your day So what you say muthafucka, want some Tanqueray? Now the niggas up on it went got some orange juice 'Cause they know that Tanqueray'll get them hoes loose Fillin' up your glass, boy you tryna trip Nigga you can't handle full glass, fool take a sip But I'm not stingy so I filled it to the rim He went up in my kitchen with a bitch named Kim Straight bareback in the pussy he dove, huh Bustin' nuts all on my stove from drinkin' that Tanqueray'll have ya feelin' so fine Little green bottle got you outta ya mind So if you want to get bent in a big ol' way Come on and drink a little Tanqueray Now the party started jumpin' and the music got loud A handful of niggas done turn into a crowd Outta my control, the party started hoppin' And the more that niggas drunk, the more that started droppin' Shit, my house got fucked up for certain With beer in my carpet, gum on my curtain Niggas in my front yard bendin' up the fence Havin' a fuckin' great time, all at my expense But I can't trip because I'm knowin' Niggas gon' be niggas and that's just the way shit's goin' But 'bout damn time I got a visit from the crew Playa Hamm and Shabby Bleu With some bitches hollin' (hey where the party at?) I said: "the party's in my pants in ya monkey's kinda fat Nah I'm just bullshittin' come on in" Now it was two bad bitches, but they had a ugly friend Then the hoe decided that she wanted to dance Spilled Boone's Farm, all o'er my pants Plus she was spokin' like a fingero hoe But I didn't say a goddamn thing, 'cause I didn't know Then she and (?) started havin' a fit Talkin' about (all y'all rappin' niggas ain't shit) So I spit in her face and socked the hoe in lip And dragged the bitch outta my tent 'Cause I was full of that Tanqueray'll have ya feelin' so fine Little green bottle got you outta ya mind So if you want to get bent in a big ol' way Come on and drink a little Tanqueray Check it, now the bitch straight skated, but then she rolled back Came up in the party wit' a strap, cocked it Jack, spotted it, hit her on the head and speed knotted it Bitch dropped the pistol and I got it Rat pack times, niggas stop The lights came on and the bitch got dropped It was party over here and party over there 'Til the niggas tripped and started pullin' out her hair Now, it really wasn't nice to see When they beat da bitch down and drag her ass out the street And you ain't gettin' you gat back shawty Put it in pocket, went back to the party And everybody kicked it for the rest of the night Ha, bud straight facin' and the vibes was right Wouldn't no mo' strappin' everything was okay Each and everybody up there skated 'cause was outta that Tanqueray'll have ya feelin' so fine Little green bottle got you outta ya mind So if you want to get bent in a big ol' way Come on and drink a little Tanqueray Tanqueray'll have ya feelin' so fine Little green bottle got you outta ya mind So if you want to get bent in a big-o way Come on and drink a little Tanqueray La la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la (sing) La la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la
Writer(s): David Marvin Blake, Randy Muller Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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