Undrunk Chris Brown (Ft. E-40 & Too $hort)

[Intro: E-40, Too $hort]
E-Feezy
$hort, $hort
(A1, this beat slaps)

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
I'm too lit, she fucked up
We wish that we could get undrunk (Ayy)
She too lit (Lit), she fucked up
We wish that we could get undrunk (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ayy, yeah)

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Damn, bust that thing open
Show me how you bust that thing open
Huh, what you waitin' for?
Don't mind them lil' guys, this a Draco (Grrah)
I'll light up his top like a halo (Woo)
They'll shut down this block if I say so (You already know)
You a yes man, my niggas on payroll
That's your best friend, tell that ho, "Stay close"
If you ain't fuckin', bet she will for the pesos

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Take a shot (Take a shot), toot it up (Toot it up)
Now make it drop (Make it drop)
Bring it back (Bring it back), then make it pop (Make it pop)
She a hickory-dickory-thot (Sorry, ow)
She do freaky things off that tequila
Got her roommate, they live on Reseda
Give them both the business, two cheerleaders
Thizz face, listenin' to Mac Dre like I'm from the Bay