Ha, ha, yeah, uh
I get drunk and I stumble to the mic
Stay drunk all week, I'm at my peak like Pike
I'm never at my peak, I'm killin fifth after fifth
I drink more forties than Tash and E-Swift
Uh-huh, I drink more than both of y'all
I hold more liquor than a bank on Crenshaw
And Tash you can't drink through, you know you the nigga who
Be all on your neck, after just a swig or two
Nigga you trippin, must be that Zima you was sippin
Your accountant couldn't count how many bottles I be grippin
And flippin in the trash, cause I down them with ease
While you on your knees, about to pass somebody your keys
I even had to pay the taxi, the last time you asked me
You start up on your feet, but always wind up on your back G
Ro you should know you can't drink where we go
While you down your shit slow, I'm on my ninth Cuervo
Aiyyo at every single show, you be layin on the flo'
Swearin up and down, you never gonna drink no mo'
But I get tore up, from the flo' up, and never throw up
A little wine cooler and you wanna beat your ho up
I never call it quits, I don't know my own limit
This Alkaholik shit is for real, it ain't a gimmick
You might fuck around and catch a liver disease
Fuckin with these Likwit MC's, hip-hop drunkies
Don't you think it's 'bout time (about time)
To get your drink on, what you wanna do?
Don't you think it's 'bout time (about time)
To get your fade on, with the Likwit crew
Vodka, Coke and rum
Alize and one-five-one
Heineken, Hennessy
Two sips in, glass for me
Yo, I pledge allegiance to the bottle, the cup and the can
The front of the bar, that's where I stand
And to the alcohol, on which I fall
And the cold porcelain in the bathroom stall
One drunk nation under God inebriated
With liberty and justice, to anyone who's faded
Drink drink drunk, until I can't hack it
Until the little man fall off the horse on my Polo jacket
(When I get drunk on) -burp- once again
I spent all my yen on ten bottles of gin
Likwit 'til I'm stiff, damn I love this riff
The Ro gotta go, I pass the mic to E-Swift
I drink a lot of beers, my life's a black version of "Cheers"
Everyday sit at the bar and take shots with my peers
I've been doin this for years, ain't no amateurs here
I've been drinkin forties longer than most niggas careers
I got the bitches grinnin while they whole world is spinnin
You suffer from double vision and I'm just beginnin
You always pass out, wake up, and don't remember me
You could write a book with all your hangover remedies
I thought you knew I been drinkin since high school
While I down this Olde English, you sippin your Old Dougs
I'm makin beer runs at ten minutes to two
While you still sippin on your first motherfuckin brew
Don't you think it's 'bout time (about time)
To get your drink on, what you wanna do?
Don't you think it's 'bout time (about time)
To get your fade on, with the Likwit crew
Vodka, Coke and rum
Alize and one-five-one
Heineken, Hennessy
Two sips in, glass for me
A lot of niggas can't drink, but hoes is even worse
They order three drinks but can't finish the first
I see 'em reachin in they purse about to roll that sack of weed
Knowin that's the combination that they really gon' need
Cause girls take a sip, get fucked up quick
Pass out, wake up, (what's this?) It's a dick
Baby girl you lookin sick, you lookin plastered like a poster
You was talkin all that shit, now you need some Alka-Seltzer
You wobble it, weeble it, fuckin up your evenin
That smoke that you're breathin got that ass all spinnin
While your homegirls is like, "Where the fuck you been?"
In the girl's bathroom, fucked up since 10
Yeah I seen her, she thought she was a graceful ballerina
Now that ass is too drunk to drive herself to the marina
So she comin home with me because I don't give a fuck
Might fuck a ugly bitch, but, only when I'm drunk
Don't you think it's 'bout time (about time)
To get your drink on, what you wanna do?
Don't you think it's 'bout time (about time)
To get your fade on, with the Likwit crew
Don't you think it's 'bout time (about time)
To get your drink on, what you wanna do?
Don't you think it's 'bout time (about time)
To get your fade on, with the Likwit crew
We doin big things, knowhatI'msayin?
Ha ha, we fucked up now
You know it's goin down
Alkaholiks and that Likwit, bombaclot
Shout my niggas up in this motherfucker
My niggas ain't goin nowhere, I ain't slow though
I ain't slow though
Get drunk, get drunk
Get drunk, get drunk
Get drunk, get drunk
Get drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk
Drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk