[Intro: Ill-Noize]
Uhh, yea, turn up! (×3)
Uhh, yea, alright! (×3)
(×2)
[Verse 1: Ill-Noize]
I take another sip, pour it up, p-pour it up, (Uhh)
I'm 'bout to kill the bottle, someone call the coroner! (Gah)
G-go find me a foreign whore
F-f*ck her in the shower, (uhh)
I bust & then I dissappear like I got superpowers! (Poof)
I've been turnin' up for hours, actually it might be days now, I'm lost inside a daze now
L-lost inside a daze now, (woah)
This green beer & liqour got me feelin' some type of way now, I'm lookin' for a way out
Hope I don't f-f-fall down, (ahh!)
I think I need to calm down
Before I hit the hard ground (ouch)
& crawl 'round like a toddler
But I still tip the bottle (sip)
Like a waitress with good service, (yea)
She said I make her nervous, (ooh)
But baby you deserve this, (yes)
I give that pus*y purpose...
Pop that pus*y for daddy, play through this night as your caddy
Carry your ass to the clubs, that hole in one in the backseat
Swallowed the di*k so she gasping, so goddamn high my voice raspy
f*ck being classy, I won't stop 'til I drop, I'm drunk as f*ck gettin' nasty! (Uhh!)
[Verse 2: Prophe$y]
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[Hook: Ill-Noize & Prophe$y]
You f*ckin' with some prophets (prophets)
Gettin' f*cked up with them prophets
We makin' all that profit!
(×4)
[Verse 3/Outro: Special Guest]
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