It's another sunny day
in the California west coast
pop block
and then this shit don't
10 o 'clock on the dot,
rode up to the club
One dollar shots
and everybody's getting fucked up
Bitches talking to me
with their breath on honey
But all I got for them is a stick of gum
Old drunk ass,
hear that tryna back that ass up
But fell on her ass and couldn't get up
And I'm still fillin' my cup,
sippin' it up
Walkin' around stumblin', mumblin'
and tryna keep my composure
Thought I told ya that we ain't
nothin' but some alcoholics in here
So whether you're sippin' on beer
or sippin' on this beer
It's all okay, do what I say
and grab yourself a bottle
And get yourself a cup
and fill that motherfucker up
The room cuz I shouted shit
usually begins at a club
with your face waving Benjamin
Cause I drink, they can kiss me,
take advantage
They want 300, I'm in skunk,
sometimes I can't even manage
Like a baby that got a headache,
you wanna carry this phone
All alone, I'll take you home,
but first let me get my drink on
Ain't no one but I'm gone,
back to the cantina
Get a bottle of Ceresa,
alcohol I'm gonna get ya
I love ya when I met ya,
said to give me drugs
Fell over at some tree feet,
since then I've been sprung
April 21, was an anniversary day
So let's celebrate,
let's party all day
Anyways I'm okay, drinking like a rhino
I know I'm like a rhino, sometimes
Alky needs a fine hoe
Keep you off my mind, you're forever mine
So let's whine and whine
until the day we die
So grab yourself a bottle
and get yourself a cup
And fill that motherfucker up
So grab yourself a bottle
and get yourself a cup
And fill that motherfucker up
So grab yourself a bottle
and get yourself a cup
And fill that motherfucker up
So grab yourself a bottle
and get yourself a cup
And fill that motherfucker up
Now I'm real fucked up,
yes I'm drunk as hell
And if I get pulled over
then I'm going to jail
But what the hell, it's Saturday
and yesterday was Friday
And I was fuckin' drunk the same way
Some bitches wanna fuck
but they ain't sayin' shit
Sittin' down lookin'
cute but fuck that shit
I'm drunk like a skunk
named Peppin' the puke
So horny for you, so you tell me
What you really wanna do?
Because by the way that you're drinkin'
Got me to thinkin' that we can get down
And pound on the ground, put it down,
put that drink down
God damn it, cause I'm already drunk
And I can't walk
cause I was drunk like a motherfucker
And tryna talk to the weather,
fuck your mother
She come up in the car,
talkin' bout, you gotta go and leave
Walkin' with you, fuckin' with me,
cause I'm still drunk, baby
You fuckin' with my scrap,
because I'm crazy
So grab yourself a bottle,
and get yourself a cup
And fill that motherfucker up
So grab yourself a bottle,
and get yourself a cup
And fill that motherfucker up
So grab yourself a bottle,
and get yourself a cup
And fill that motherfucker up
So grab yourself a bottle,
and get yourself a cup
And fill that motherfucker up
So grab yourself a bottle,
and get yourself a cup
And fill that motherfucker up
So grab yourself a bottle
And get yourself a cup
And fill that motherfucker up
So grab yourself a bottle
And get yourself a cup
And fill that motherfucker up
So grab yourself a bottle
And get yourself a cup
And fill that motherfucker up
Background Bye for now.
Mr. Capone-e 
