My Drinking Club Lyrics

My Drinking Club

[Featuring Young Mugzi]
Step right up!
From the East to the West from the
North to the South
Sign up right'ere your scheduled membership
to the
drinkin club
Uhh...
*chorus*
They got you soaked (that's right)
I
see your cup up (drink it to em)
Let's get drunk
and get my fortune out
of my drinking club
[E 40]
E 40 in the C L I C
Stuck up in the house
party top celebrity
Burpin and gurpin gelchin the bourbon, lurkin
around
I'm seein all kinda broads, from outta town
Uhh, top hots,
tycoons, big cheeses
Plus the perpetual jahahnjawel priestess
Homies and
lurkers and things like that up under the vertical shade
Rovers in
lamborghinis swimming pink bikinis, lingerie
Tryin to knock her big ass by
all bus lights on Fridays
If you're not a member of my drinking club,
sideways
What kind of motherfuckin perculatoins you niggaz got
up in the
refridgerator?
Who wanna join my drinkin club, sign up the
legislature
Might not know how to read and write but I do know how to count
money
You can call me Lieutenant Fuck a Hoe but all the ruskie runny
You
can dip but don't screw up, speakers on sub
Beat your ass, my drinking
club
*chorus w/ variations* 2X
[Young Mugzi]
I got you perved on some
of the righteous, who's the tightest
I'm down with pipes fifth and gallons
of the finest nitrous
Oh girl now pass the joint to the nigga big
head
Where I hear about your scheamin but the rotations I don't jinn
Who
dog sin? Big fin is what I'm rollin
You know how I do, I got bunny boo boo
grippin and totin
Fools be pimpin, we guaranteed to have you
spittin
Bobcat tight, while I'm pullin secure out my linen
I'm nothin but
a baller, alkaholic bitches pop my collar
Tearin down pussy walls in your
motherfuckin daughter
M-O-S, S-I-E
M-U-G, and K-I-V
Always to' with
E-4-0
Hit the air like cubes by a liquor store
[E-40]
Motherfuckers
better know, we gets down like that
Straighten up, beer mugs, my drinkin cup
bitch!
*chorus w/ variations* 2X
So damn deep, I can't call it
I guess
I'm just an alkaholic
Huh, dagnabbit, doggonit
Ya Hillside hillbilly
vomit
Back and forth to the bathroom constantly
All the actors gather up,
and watch me
Get super twisted highly afflicted every day a cherry
Go on
my body and throw up on the bartender
Pull out a wad of money, ballers up to
par
Treat the whole party, by buyin up the bar
Sharp pain and orange juice
got my moose up
Stainless artichokes, tequila poppes, Medusas
Better
prepare myself for the upset stomach, ohhh
Stop by the M.P. on the way home
and pick up a bottle of Pepto-Bismol
Step right up now last call for
alcohol
Get your hurricane gorilla member here ya monsters
That's right,
cause when we and my motherfuckin entourage
get together and we come back
from a motherfuckin concert
and the afterpaty jumpin off, I wanna see ID's,
we got video cameras
We checkin all you bastards under 21 or under 18 or
whatever however
Ya understand that? You better have your membership
card
if you wanna come join my motherfuckin drinkin club, understand
that
bitch?
A: It's the drinkin club, we gets to' back main
Once you
drink with us, you won't be the same
The drinkin club, we can't slow down
main
We're gonna drink you all, we got a monster pit
That's right
B: I
wanna get high, I wanna get loaded
and tuck, throw up, and drink
again
repeat A, first line of B, then chorus 5X (E-40 talking throughout)