[Verse 1: Boondox]
We're drunker than a skunk off a eight dollar bourbon
Crunker than a Pentecostal Sunday morning sermon
Higher than a cosmonaut, go and ask Putin
We white boy wasted and we 12-gauge shootin'
Drink a lot of liquor sauce, smoke a little good
If you got a little game then you can through a lot of wood
'Cause the bitches 'round here stay wetter than a [autopocket?]
Legs in the air, shoot up quicker than a bottle rocket
Chevy jacked up like eighty so cold [?]
And we don't give a fuck it's the way that we rollin'
Middle fingеr in the air, cup full of Jim Bean
Dicked down a [?] that's somе high school prom queen
We ate a couple shrooms, I ain't talkin' portobella
Chased 'em with some [?] and a quarter Mella Yella
Gettin' fucked up, gettin' fucked like there's no tomorrow
Can you think of a better way to drown in the sorrow?
[Chorus]
Take it to the dome ([?] my cup and then I)
Take it to the dome (Whip out my junk and then she)
Take it to the dome ('Cause it's my night, I'm tryin' to)
Drink some! Yeah! Smoke some! Yeah! Bust a fat nut! Alright!
[Verse 2: Violent J & Boondox]
Look bitch, I'ma kill this fifth
All the while I'm burnin' through this spliff
And when I'm finished, I'd like a gift
You, jackin' me off, stick shift
It's my night and I'm big balls hog
Gone off Jäg bombs and [?]
I mix my liquor, bump my kicker
Sexin' in the bushes, fuck the pickers
Gone for a second then I hit the roof
Butthole naked, my dicks' the proof
Tryin' to do a flip, but I chip my tooth
Drunk-ass J, the boy's just a goof
Hand full of Vics and I'm back in action
Try to ride the quad but I lost my traction
Wound up laid up in the bed
With sweet Sally, man, she givin' me head, 'cause she
We're drunker than a skunk off a eight dollar bourbon
Crunker than a Pentecostal Sunday morning sermon
Higher than a cosmonaut, go and ask Putin
We white boy wasted and we 12-gauge shootin'
Drink a lot of liquor sauce, smoke a little good
If you got a little game then you can through a lot of wood
'Cause the bitches 'round here stay wetter than a [autopocket?]
Legs in the air, shoot up quicker than a bottle rocket
Chevy jacked up like eighty so cold [?]
And we don't give a fuck it's the way that we rollin'
Middle fingеr in the air, cup full of Jim Bean
Dicked down a [?] that's somе high school prom queen
We ate a couple shrooms, I ain't talkin' portobella
Chased 'em with some [?] and a quarter Mella Yella
Gettin' fucked up, gettin' fucked like there's no tomorrow
Can you think of a better way to drown in the sorrow?
[Chorus]
Take it to the dome ([?] my cup and then I)
Take it to the dome (Whip out my junk and then she)
Take it to the dome ('Cause it's my night, I'm tryin' to)
Drink some! Yeah! Smoke some! Yeah! Bust a fat nut! Alright!
[Verse 2: Violent J & Boondox]
Look bitch, I'ma kill this fifth
All the while I'm burnin' through this spliff
And when I'm finished, I'd like a gift
You, jackin' me off, stick shift
It's my night and I'm big balls hog
Gone off Jäg bombs and [?]
I mix my liquor, bump my kicker
Sexin' in the bushes, fuck the pickers
Gone for a second then I hit the roof
Butthole naked, my dicks' the proof
Tryin' to do a flip, but I chip my tooth
Drunk-ass J, the boy's just a goof
Hand full of Vics and I'm back in action
Try to ride the quad but I lost my traction
Wound up laid up in the bed
With sweet Sally, man, she givin' me head, 'cause she
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