 
Chorus: repeat 2X 
Now drink up, let's get drunk 
Le-le, le-le, let's get drunk 
Now drink up, let's get drunk 
and throwup in the car, let's get drunk 
[E-40] 
I'm sideways doin about a buck fifty 
Drunk and on some of that top of the line high on Carlos Rossi 
Drunk about a gallon to the dome, then that's the hit 
Everything's blurry, burnt twisted eyes bloodshot red 
Straight up on four 
[B-Legit] 
Don't forget about Legit though 
Danked out, and full of that Cisco 
Siding with the proper dame I don't know her name 
But I'm lovin this part of the game (yeah) 
And I'ma take her for a real ride (uh-huh) 
Somewhere deep in the hillside 
I got about a eighth in the coo-ler (coo-ler) 
I thinks this just might do her (might do her?) 
And ain't nobody gonna stop me main (yeah) 
Once I gets her sloppy main (sloppy main) 
Drunk as a skunk, and high as a kite 
I hope I don't earl on baby tonight 
[E-40] 
Used to be sophisticated, but now she's intosticated 
High society stuck up broad, violated then graduated 
If we was the seven, can we get eight? (uh-huh, sure) 
Just by you forgettin to say (yeah) 
And then the question later, just like my big ol middle finger 
Such an ignorant question, sittin in the corner blushin 
It's really no problems I'ma go head and side and like I'm hecka stuck 
And watch baby drink up 
Chorus 
[D-Shot] 
Mack D-Shot needin a dose of that gin 
Cause I'm in it to win, as I'm tossin a ten 
to plug it right, that is my mo-tive 
To dig real dip, as I explose this 
And watch the expression, on her face (yeah) 
It gets me off as I collaborate 
But that's how it goes another night, another session 
But the tender straight taught me a lesson 
Night number two (yeah) I know I shoulda been sober (uh-huh) 
But now I'm advanced, and I'm about to bend her over 
I can't get enough of that fetti for real 
And now I'm hopin that she's on the pill (yeah) 
Day number three, I'm well prepared 
I got my Eight Ball, and I'm ready to tear 
I'm stiffer than a doorknob, I do the job 
Enough to tell a friend, that D got in 
Chorus 
[B-Legit] 
Here we go again, and I'm in pursuit 
I gotta hit the liquor store before two 
Cuz me and D-Shot big ---- and Dan 
Needs us a case of them tall cans 
It's not a birthday, but let's celebrate 
And get hella keyed cuz it's hella late 
I gotta thank God that I'm still alive 
Cuz last night I died about 3:45 
I hit the lights quick and I jumped in the bed 
And somethin went real wrong with my head 
The room started spinnin and I needed a breeze 
And somethin told me nigga don't you breathe 
[E-40] 
Dehydrated, nauseated, got a bad case of hiccup 
Gotta go fetch some H2R, feel like I'm fits to upchuck 
Gots ta have it, looks into the medicine cabinet 
Hmm, there it is, plop plop fizz fizz 
Oh what a fuckin relief it is 
Mumblin and grumblin goes my stomach growling 
I'm sick as the fuck I see the devil smiling 
It's like a motor, I think I got a damn ulcer and shit 
Every other fuckin day I'm tellin my sahies I quit 
But you know that's drama, niggaz be barkin they ass off 
Life is too boring, that's why I wakes up in the morning 
Pervin swearvin runnin all into the curb and 
Twisted on some of that cherry flavored bourbon, yeah 
Chorus
| 1 | We Came To Rock Ya Body | 
| 2 | We Don't Fuck Wit' that | 
| 3 | Struggled And I Survived | 
| 4 | Tired Og Being Stepped On | 
| 5 | Hot Ones Echo Thru The Ghetto |