Intoxicated

[Intro: Tech N9ne] This is my dayyy! All the punk muh'fuckers who ain't feelin' that Get the fuck outta my way 'Cause I'm intoxicated [Bridge: Tech N9ne] Drink, drink (hey!) Drink, drink, drink (hey!) Drink, drink, drink (hey!) Drink, drink, drink, drink, bitch! Drink, drink, drink (hey!) Drink, drink, drink, bitch! C'mon everybody let's get.. [Chorus: Tech N9ne] Intoxicated! I've been told I can still stand on all ten toes Intoxicated! 'Cause I been throwed When I'm in funk, nigga, I didn't fold Intoxicated! I've been told I can still stand on all ten toes Intoxicated! 'Cause I been throwed When I'm in funk, nigga, I didn't fold Intoxicated! [Verse 1: Tech N9ne] Hill billy bar is the route 'Cause not too many know what me bein' a star is about I ask for Hennessey up at this bar and it’s out So I told my homies “fuck it, I got a bar in my house” Full of whiskies and wines Mixes, full liquors and bitches and pine We smokin' 'stead of Sid Vicious-ing lines If you the bartender this is the crime Servin' me a margarita, I get a heater if it's missin' the lime Drinkin' Caribou plus I swear if you fuss We added pineapple slices, even more flare when you fuck How them sprockets rated, intoxicated, get a little pop inflated Sprite and Moscoto, then add a bit of vodka to get you rocked and faded Have you contemplated How you gettin' home this spot that's overpopulated With lots of ladies That's wit it and sex is non-debated, and none of 'em is ovulatin' My na na puh wah wah dated was.. [Chorus: Tech N9ne] Intoxicated! I've been told I can still stand on all ten toes Intoxicated! 'Cause I been throwed When I'm in funk, nigga, I didn't fold Intoxicated! [Verse 2: Txx Will] Walk up in the party, chicks throwin' me their pussy Told her later, now little bitches on me, the pussy I can turn down bitches like that, it ain't nothin' Even though she owe for two nights of flat-back fuckin' If you lookin' for me, you can find me where the bar's at Intoxicated, inebriated, don't know where the car's at I started drinkin' 'fore I came here tonight Blazin' blunts back to back, so I came feelin' right Lookin' for the right chick to put this thing in her life And if a nigga wanna trip, it ain't a thing, we can fight We can party, we can fuck, or we can kick it Or we can tear this motherfucker up, you dig it? Either way, it don't matter, 'cause I'm with it I'm beating something the fuck down, do you get it? If a nigga stepped quick, he get slapped quick Then I pull the next chick, take her to my house and watch Netflix [Chorus: Tech N9ne] I've been told I can still stand on all ten toes Intoxicated! 'Cause I been throwed When I'm in funk, nigga, I didn't fold Intoxicated! [Verse 3: Big Scoob] Drinkin' since the sun came up, or 'fore it went down? No tellin' man, I'm drunk as fuck, that's how I gets down And I'm about to fight or fuck, after this next round Big fella like a monster truck, be knockin' shit down They hate it when my villains is deep, and we in the building We keep 'em deep in their feelings We drinkin', cheefin', and chillin' I'm clutching, touching the Ruger And practice active as shooter The whisky make me ruder, so I'ma blame it on the liquor Big fella drinkin' and trippin My phone bangin', I'm missin' I'm laughing, mackin' these bitches And I fucking these snitches I'm rowdy, wild, and aggressive A bar brawler, the best-est I'm hooded proof, and I'm tested Intoxicated profession The top dog in my section My balls is hangin', I'm flexin' I'm way past the jeffin' Which one of you bitches sexin'? Undressin', blessing my brethren Bitch, bust it open and get it An average night when I'm present You're more than welcome to test it (Bitch) [Chorus: Tech N9ne] I've been told I can still stand on all ten toes Intoxicated! 'Cause I been throwed When I'm in funk, nigga, I didn't fold Intoxicated! [Verse 4: Bakarii] I'm strictly business, I got paper on my speakerphone I seen her booty, I said "Baby what you drinkin' on?" I'm sippin' Bailey's, plus the Rémy try'na creep up on But I never stumbled, I just rolled up a bubble clone Another shot, let me get the mob up in the b-b-block and We put her puffin, plus I'm countin' on them panties droppin' But don't mistake me, fake me, 'cause I'm mackin' I grip the milli, really, peel it back and More than a rap song, bubble on my Motorola They got them straps on 'em, they ride around the corna' They got the axe on 'em, tippy on my tippy toes They got the max on their backs, out to get you gone Intoxicated, we just faded, get the swisher gun We cop a fifth, and tip it back, and puff another one We in this bitch, all them other niggas' overrated You in the presence of them dogs, nigga [Bridge: Tech N9ne] Intoxicated! Drink, drink (hey!) Drink, drink, drink (hey!) Drink, drink, drink (hey!) Drink, drink, drink, drink, bitch! Drink, drink, drink (hey!) Drink, drink, drink, bitch! C'mon everybody let's get... [Chorus: Tech N9ne] Intoxicated! I've been told I can still stand on all ten toes Intoxicated! 'Cause I been throwed When I'm in funk, nigga, I didn't fold Intoxicated! I've been told I can still stand on all ten toes Intoxicated! 'Cause I been throwed When I'm in funk, nigga, I didn't fold