Pervin(Explicit) feat. E-40,Too Short

歌詞

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 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 I just left the sto' with a bottle of blue I'm drinkin' Bombay Saphire, 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 why'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 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' Hey 40 You know your boy saved you a drink 'Cause you know I got you So sip up 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 I can't hang with you muthafuckas, why'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' 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 Where that nigga Anthony at? Sippin on Saphire 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 'Cause I got a cold case of the runs Shit, too much alcoholic consumption Conjunction, junction, what's yo function? 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 Hell yeah Muthafucka up in this bitch pervin' (I feel like pervin') Shit, is this a borin' day Nigga, want to play some dominos? (I feel like pervin') Shoot some dice Hit the liquor sto' Go get a bottle of that Get-Me-Right And get to, and get to 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 My nigga forte In this bitch-ass nigga we doin' this I thought you thought I'm a jig, bitch Pervin' I feel like pervin' Hooo...