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booze tunes - unkle adams lyrics

[hook x2]
shot of moët, shot of cris, shot of jäger
slap a hoe, take a p-ss, smoke a gagger
cash cheques, have s-x on a dirty mattress
and f-ck her in the -ss without even asking

[verse 1]
i grab a bottle of moët and mix with ginger ale
black the f-ck out and probably end up in jail
i’m getting drunk takin’ whisky hits
getting head from frisky chicks
tell ’em i’m an mc and how i really rip the scripts
yeah, that’s right see i’m rapping it nice
domestic, imported or even maxim i’m ice
i’m hardcore when it comes to booze ingesting
look up in the mirror and seeing who’s reflection
i feel like i’m hooked up to a loose connection
wake up in the morning and i’m all bruised in sections
wow, was so wasted last night
looking for places to fight
i’ll give you a taste of the mic
and slap your mom in the face
for not raising you right
i’m a sensation of these lyrical equations, alright
unkle what you talk about
suck it like a water spout
d-ck up in your daughter’s mouth
that’s the sh-t i talk about

[hook x2]
shot of moët, shot of cris, shot of jäger
slap a hoe, take a p-ss, smoke a gagger
cash cheques, have s-x on a dirty mattress
and f-ck her in the -ss without even asking

[verse 2]
gettin’ drunk when we chuggin’ some shots
and theres a dozen we bought
alcohol yeah we love it a lot
i walk funny but it’s nothin’ to watch (why?)
it’s just a mickey tucked in my sock (oh)
you better have respect
when merlando steps
under the (?) deck
time for me to battle death
my blood alcohol level is .24
but f-ck that, ’cause i’m ‘a buy 2 more
now i look for a hooch to molest
and i dance up on her and spill booze on her chest
you got t-ts, but i ain’t f-ckin’ buyin’ sh-t
you want a drink? then you’re the one buyin’ b-tch
actually you can get me one too
or get me 2
f-ckin’ fat b-tches let me through
’cause i know some sl-ts love us so lets go
head to the corner store for rubbers and red bulls

[hook x2]
shot of moët, shot of cris, shot of jäger
slap a hoe, take a p-ss, smoke a gagger
cash cheques, have s-x on a dirty mattress
and f-ck her in the -ss without even asking

[verse 3]
f-ck you 1 2
yes, we here again
ready to black out
and pound a 40 of gin
before we begin
release all my sins
that i make with my pen
i’m so drunk i might be beatin’ a kid
i’m well known but not heard
do not disturb
’cause after this verse
i’ll have you b-tches sayin’ “word”
(?)’s back b-tch
i’m, more addictive than crack
and if you talkin’ smack
i’ll roll you like a (distorted)
’cause i’m crazy like that
a ruthless and mean
and drunken machine
a dope fiend
you know what i mean
dealin’ the funk
with merlando and unk
i’ll lock you in the trunk
just (?) spittin’ the bunk
makin’ it hot under spots
settin’ off smoke detectors
who’s tough enough
to provoke raw records
p-ss that moët to make me your protector
y’all b-tches know who controls this sector

[hook x2]
shot of moët, shot of cris, shot of jäger
slap a hoe, take a p-ss, smoke a gagger
cash cheques, have s-x on a dirty mattress
and f-ck her in the -ss without even asking

- unkle adams lyrics

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