Tales of Kidd Drunkadelic

Lyrics

Yo... check it out
 One time for ya' mizzle...
 Old English 800, or the Genuine Draft
 Livin' the High Life is still reserved when it's bad
 You can say I have a problem and I say they help me solve 'em
 Drinkin' 40's wit' my nigga dog and all the dudes who bought 'em
 It seems I have evolved in to this party animal
 I be drunk and talkin' shit, while you pricks take it light
 Get off the mic and let me babble 'bout the days of old
 When I was young and didn't know ice teas could be so cold
 All I knew was colors
 And that stuff my mom made
 Nowadays I drink it just like it's the purple kool aid
 Bro go easy on the ice and add a little more Smirnoff
 So by the time I reach the bottom I can be clear raw
 Don't think it's 'bout to end I say it's 'bout to begin
 Take off my shirt, show my belly, offend a few of my friends
 You can ask Kid Lex
 We be doin' the most on Melrose with a fifth in hand, yellin' at hoes
 And ain't gettin' no play from the ladies who pass
 Shit, we're drunk, breath stinkin' without a inch of class
 And that's alright with me, cuz baby I'm the Big Mac
 I'm 'bout to cop a fat sack
 Niggas be like "Every time I see you K, you drunk."
 Remarks like that will get 'em judged as a punk
 You ain't crunk, buddy
 I'll take your latest hip-hop money
 Divide it with my friends so we can all get funny
 Keep your thoughts to yourself, cuz on the real cousin', I'm buzzin'
 Tell your peoples I'm a mothafucka case they thought I wasn't
 Mom said: "Chill out or watch your life go down"
 Saw what happened to a friend,
 Well it won't happen again
 And I promise: most functional, this bottle here's my petrol
 Force field for the unreal,
 I got no time to kill
 Plus the first time I took a nip I didn't sip
 Couple of wine coolers felt exactly what it was
 What a buzz!
 Had the young Double stone-knocked-out
 Like a sucka who step and pose a threat when I'm wet
 You can call me what you want a damn drunk or a fool
 But I'm the first to pass out and make the shit look cool
 Incidents like that are few like the crew drinkin' Zima or Tequiza
 That's for women
 Somebody pass the gin and Powerade
 Yo it's also time to drink
 Get off the track
 Imma chill with my buddies and toss a few back...
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:02
Key
11
Tempo
87 BPM

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