Booze Tune (Extended)

[Hook]
Shot of Moët, shot of Cris, shot of Jäger
Slap a hoe, take a piss, smoke a gagger
Cash cheques have sex on a dirty mattress
And fuck her in the ass without even askin'
Shot of Moët, shot of Cris, shot of Jäger
Slap a hoe, take a piss, smoke a gagger
Cash cheques have sex on a dirty mattress
And fuck her in the ass without even askin'

[Verse 1: Unkle Adams]
I grab a bottle of Moët and mix with ginger ale
Black the fuck out and probably end up in jail
I'm gettin' drunk takin' whisky hits
Gettin' head from frisky chicks
Tell 'em I'm an MC and how I really rip the scripts
Yeah, that's right see I'm rappin' it nice
Domestic, imported or even maximum ice
I'm hardcore when it comes to booze ingesting
Look up in the mirror and seein' who's reflection?
I feel like I'm hooked up to a loose connection
Wake up in the mornin' and I'm all bruised in sections
Wow, was so wasted last night
Lookin' for places to fight
I'll give you a taste of the mic
And slap your mum in the face
For not raisin' you right
I'm a sensation of these lyrical equations, aight
Unkle what you talk about?
Suck it like a water spout
Dick up in your daughter's mouth
That's the shit I talk about!

[Hook]
Shot of Moët, shot of Cris, shot of Jäger
Slap a hoe, take a piss, smoke a gagger
Cash cheques have sex on a dirty mattress
And fuck her in the ass without even askin'
Shot of Moët, shot of Cris, shot of Jäger
Slap a hoe, take a piss, smoke a gagger
Cash cheques have sex on a dirty mattress
And fuck her in the ass without even askin'

[Verse 2: Merlando]
Gettin' drunk when we chuggin' some shots
And there's a dozen we bought
Alcohol yeah we love it a lot
I walk funny but it's nothin' to watch (Why?)
It's just a mickey, tucked in my sock (Oh)
You better have respect
When Merlando steps, under the gabble's deck
Time for me to battle death, my blood alcohol level is .24
But fuck that, 'cause I'mma buy 2 more
Now I look for a hooch to molest
And I dance up on her, and spill booze on her chest
You got tits, but I ain't fuckin' buyin' shit
You want a drink? Then you're the one buyin' bitch!
Actually you can get me one too, or get me 2!
Fuckin' fat bitches let me through
'Cause I know some sluts love us so lets go
Head to the corner store for rubbers and red bulls

[Hook]
Shot of Moët, shot of Cris, shot of Jäger
Slap a hoe, take a piss, smoke a gagger
Cash cheques have sex on a dirty mattress
And fuck her in the ass without even askin'
Shot of Moët, shot of Cris, shot of Jäger
Slap a hoe, take a piss, smoke a gagger
Cash cheques have sex on a dirty mattress
And fuck her in the ass without even askin'

[Verse 3: Merlando]
Fuck you 1, 2, yes, we here again
Ready to blackout, and pound a 40 of gin
Before we begin, release all my sins
That I make with my pen, I'm so drunk I might be beatin' a kid
I'm well known, but not heard, do not disturb
'Cause after this verse, I'll have you bitches sayin' "word"
'Cause Greg L. Mac's back bitch
I'm more addictive than crack, and if you talkin' smack
I'll roll you like a crackerjack
'Cause I'm crazy like that, a ruthless and mean
A drunken machine, a dope fiend, you know what I mean?
Dealin' the funk, with Merlando and Unk
I'll lock you in the trunk, get the preeg that you spit at one buck
Makin' it hot under spots, settin' off smoke detectors
Who's tough enough, to provoke Raw Records?
Pass that Moët to make me your protector
Y'all bitches know who controls this sector

[Hook]
Shot of Moët, shot of Cris, shot of Jäger
Slap a hoe, take a piss, smoke a gagger
Cash cheques have sex on a dirty mattress
And fuck her in the ass without even askin'
Shot of Moët, shot of Cris, shot of Jäger
Slap a hoe, take a piss, smoke a gagger
Cash cheques have sex on a dirty mattress
And fuck her in the ass without even askin'