Clear

*record scratch*
One, two, three, four

[Intro]
Triple J!
What it is, what ya say?!
Finna take it back, way back in the day!
Where the good Bombay, where the good Tanqueray?!
I'm on that clear!
Listen here, listen here, listen here!

[Verse 1]
This one for the grown ass women and men
I know you like Remy and Henn
But don't y'all remember the gin?
Duckin high school to go to skip parties
Niggas ain't sip no Mo', we sipped knotty
Before Hynotiq, I been mixing yac with vodka
Kept it in the back of my locker
Called that shit a boilermaker, that oil'll make a nigga slip
You'll wrapped around the toilet later
That's how it all begin, since then that's how it's always been
Get drunk and act foolishly
The old school local rappers, MC Jap, Kooley C
P-p-party Style up in the club
Nigga, I ain't got no cup full bub
I take juice with my Grey Goose
And I still drink gin with the grapefruit

[Hook]
Clear!
Woooo the Grey Goose
Clear!
Kinda liquor make a nigga loose
Clear!
That Tanqueray
Clear!
OJ with the good Bombay
Clear!
That knotty head!
Clear!
Keep a nigga rock hard in the bed
Clear!
Even that Belvedere
Clear!
I'on drink nothin else but clear

[Verse 2]
Meantime
Lemme get one straight with the lime
DJ turn it up, if you on clear turn it up
What, y'all forgot about Seagram's?
It'll still have you ready for a threesome
They say gin make you sin
Well bitch take ya friend, and get naked then
You got weed, ma? Blaze that fire
And get two cups of Bombay Sapphire
That's the best gin they got
See, when they hot
They'll make a nigga spend that knot
Now they wanna hang with J
At first, she'ain have a thing to say
Now they asking me for Tanqueray
And OJ
Ok, nice order
Yo, give this lil hoe a ice water
So she can cool her hot ass off
Gimme one too, cuz I got that soft
Baby, I'ain mad at ya
Do yo thang
But I can see through yo game
That shit is Clear!
Bitch, let's get this Clear!
I'm a pimp, say it nice and Clear!
I got diamonds, my ice is Clear!
Not cloudy, make it loud and

[Hook]

Right, like Absolut
Too drunk to fight, I'ma have to shoot
But don't think the man scary
My heart pump red, but it ain't the cranberry
Slim in the V.I., lookin like a model
Damn, y'all see how she doing that bottle?
Oh I thought that was a Smirnoff
But that's a Budweiser, bitch, that's a turnoff
I guess everybody ain't able
White label?
Not at our table
No pristo palace, no Beefeater
Send a bottle of Belve to them three eaters
I get em dead drunk
And when they head slumped
It's time to head hunt
That white, keep a nigga hype
All night, jaws tight
Not from no Henn & Coke
But just from the gin & coke
Might even pop me a pill
I got turned out when I got me a deal
Nah, be for real
You know I ain't no junkie
I'm the same ole Bumpy...Johnson
AKA Triple J
Still flipping yay
Still sipping Grey

[Hook]

[Outro]
Woo lorty
Y'all wiggle y'all body
Cuz it ain't no party
Like a Triple J party
Ho my gawd
It done got hard
Lemme stick it in ya mouth!
Lemme stick it in ya mouth!