each night on television. I can't remember all your names, I love you running through my veins. Alcohol, oh alcohol, I love you in my brains. Acohol, oh alcohol
Fordítás: GBH. Alkohol.
, Stars and Volvos Nobody fuckin' with them girl thangs Me, G-Roc, J.B. and Lil' C.Mo. puffin' on indo Splittin' 4 double O. Z.'s Young G's tryin' to
rolls thick Cross paths with my clique and get vic I'm on some bullshit that's how I was raised G Slept at the stage have you slippin' down blazin' In pools of alcohol
Cash money slangin' nine nigga Off top playboy H.B's and the B.G.'s What's happenin' little B.G. bring it to these niggas When I got that iron in my
Yeah, uh, heh, heh That's Shadowboxing Yo It's that Blackout, spazzed out, G-String divas Leave you a**** out, passed out, it's cold Pack your h*** u
Oh, a hundred bottles of beer, oh, oh, O.G, T.U.G. Y'all know how we get down, M.H. Smell like a party to me T Scott on the track, this how we get down
me, they ask me, they ask me, I tell them Raise your glasses, your glasses, your glasses to the sky This is the last call for alcohol, for the.. So get
Cross paths with my clique and get vic I'm on some bullshit that's how I was raised G Slept ? stage have you slippin' down blazin' In pools of alcohol
[sound of Keith Murray intro from Mary J. Blige 'What's the 411' tape which I could swear has been set to B.I.G.'s "Who Shot Ya" based on the sound of
armpit, acne and alchemy, Au naturel and alcohol, albatross and atrophy, Athlete's foot and anchovy, asthma and autopsy B is for bombshell, bacteria and me. B
