Tanqueray
Ha, now don't come to my party, if you don't wanna get drunk
It's me and my niggas and we puffin' on a skunk
'Cause it's true when I'm bent and I'm fuckin' I can last long
With some Gin and a grin 'cause my cock's grown
Now don't trip hoe, you to get bent too
Hit the thai, run, get ya coochie in a bend too
By a nigga that'll make ya sick
You know me (D-J Quik) yeah
Now let me tell you about a party that I threw last year
Niggas kept haulin' that party over here
Too many niggas so I had to get a keg of Budweiser
But it had me pissin' down my leg
So I bought somethin' that'll last longer
Somethin' a little harder, somethin' a little stronger
Somethin' that'll definitely make your day
So what you say muthafucka, want some Tanqueray?
Now the niggas up on it went got some orange juice
'Cause they know that Tanqueray'll get them hoes loose
Fillin' up your glass, boy you tryna trip
Nigga you can't handle full glass, fool take a sip
But I'm not stingy so I filled it to the rim
He went up in my kitchen with a bitch named Kim
Straight bareback in the pussy he dove, huh
Bustin' nuts all on my stove from drinkin' that
Tanqueray'll have ya feelin' so fine
Little green bottle got you outta ya mind
So if you want to get bent in a big ol' way
Come on and drink a little Tanqueray
Now the party started jumpin' and the music got loud
A handful of niggas done turn into a crowd
Outta my control, the party started hoppin'
And the more that niggas drunk, the more that started droppin'
Shit, my house got fucked up for certain
With beer in my carpet, gum on my curtain
Niggas in my front yard bendin' up the fence
Havin' a fuckin' great time, all at my expense
But I can't trip because I'm knowin'
Niggas gon' be niggas and that's just the way shit's goin'
But 'bout damn time I got a visit from the crew
Playa Hamm and Shabby Bleu
With some bitches hollin' (hey where the party at?)
I said: "the party's in my pants in ya monkey's kinda fat
Nah I'm just bullshittin' come on in"
Now it was two bad bitches, but they had a ugly friend
Then the hoe decided that she wanted to dance
Spilled Boone's Farm, all o'er my pants
Plus she was spokin' like a fingero hoe
But I didn't say a goddamn thing, 'cause I didn't know
Then she and (?) started havin' a fit
Talkin' about (all y'all rappin' niggas ain't shit)
So I spit in her face and socked the hoe in lip
And dragged the bitch outta my tent
'Cause I was full of that
Tanqueray'll have ya feelin' so fine
Little green bottle got you outta ya mind
So if you want to get bent in a big ol' way
Come on and drink a little Tanqueray
Check it, now the bitch straight skated, but then she rolled back
Came up in the party wit' a strap, cocked it
Jack, spotted it, hit her on the head and speed knotted it
Bitch dropped the pistol and I got it
Rat pack times, niggas stop
The lights came on and the bitch got dropped
It was party over here and party over there
'Til the niggas tripped and started pullin' out her hair
Now, it really wasn't nice to see
When they beat da bitch down and drag her ass out the street
And you ain't gettin' you gat back shawty
Put it in pocket, went back to the party
And everybody kicked it for the rest of the night
Ha, bud straight facin' and the vibes was right
Wouldn't no mo' strappin' everything was okay
Each and everybody up there skated 'cause was outta that
Tanqueray'll have ya feelin' so fine
Little green bottle got you outta ya mind
So if you want to get bent in a big ol' way
Come on and drink a little Tanqueray
Tanqueray'll have ya feelin' so fine
Little green bottle got you outta ya mind
So if you want to get bent in a big-o way
Come on and drink a little Tanqueray
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It's me and my niggas and we puffin' on a skunk
'Cause it's true when I'm bent and I'm fuckin' I can last long
With some Gin and a grin 'cause my cock's grown
Now don't trip hoe, you to get bent too
Hit the thai, run, get ya coochie in a bend too
By a nigga that'll make ya sick
You know me (D-J Quik) yeah
Now let me tell you about a party that I threw last year
Niggas kept haulin' that party over here
Too many niggas so I had to get a keg of Budweiser
But it had me pissin' down my leg
So I bought somethin' that'll last longer
Somethin' a little harder, somethin' a little stronger
Somethin' that'll definitely make your day
So what you say muthafucka, want some Tanqueray?
Now the niggas up on it went got some orange juice
'Cause they know that Tanqueray'll get them hoes loose
Fillin' up your glass, boy you tryna trip
Nigga you can't handle full glass, fool take a sip
But I'm not stingy so I filled it to the rim
He went up in my kitchen with a bitch named Kim
Straight bareback in the pussy he dove, huh
Bustin' nuts all on my stove from drinkin' that
Tanqueray'll have ya feelin' so fine
Little green bottle got you outta ya mind
So if you want to get bent in a big ol' way
Come on and drink a little Tanqueray
Now the party started jumpin' and the music got loud
A handful of niggas done turn into a crowd
Outta my control, the party started hoppin'
And the more that niggas drunk, the more that started droppin'
Shit, my house got fucked up for certain
With beer in my carpet, gum on my curtain
Niggas in my front yard bendin' up the fence
Havin' a fuckin' great time, all at my expense
But I can't trip because I'm knowin'
Niggas gon' be niggas and that's just the way shit's goin'
But 'bout damn time I got a visit from the crew
Playa Hamm and Shabby Bleu
With some bitches hollin' (hey where the party at?)
I said: "the party's in my pants in ya monkey's kinda fat
Nah I'm just bullshittin' come on in"
Now it was two bad bitches, but they had a ugly friend
Then the hoe decided that she wanted to dance
Spilled Boone's Farm, all o'er my pants
Plus she was spokin' like a fingero hoe
But I didn't say a goddamn thing, 'cause I didn't know
Then she and (?) started havin' a fit
Talkin' about (all y'all rappin' niggas ain't shit)
So I spit in her face and socked the hoe in lip
And dragged the bitch outta my tent
'Cause I was full of that
Tanqueray'll have ya feelin' so fine
Little green bottle got you outta ya mind
So if you want to get bent in a big ol' way
Come on and drink a little Tanqueray
Check it, now the bitch straight skated, but then she rolled back
Came up in the party wit' a strap, cocked it
Jack, spotted it, hit her on the head and speed knotted it
Bitch dropped the pistol and I got it
Rat pack times, niggas stop
The lights came on and the bitch got dropped
It was party over here and party over there
'Til the niggas tripped and started pullin' out her hair
Now, it really wasn't nice to see
When they beat da bitch down and drag her ass out the street
And you ain't gettin' you gat back shawty
Put it in pocket, went back to the party
And everybody kicked it for the rest of the night
Ha, bud straight facin' and the vibes was right
Wouldn't no mo' strappin' everything was okay
Each and everybody up there skated 'cause was outta that
Tanqueray'll have ya feelin' so fine
Little green bottle got you outta ya mind
So if you want to get bent in a big ol' way
Come on and drink a little Tanqueray
Tanqueray'll have ya feelin' so fine
Little green bottle got you outta ya mind
So if you want to get bent in a big-o way
Come on and drink a little Tanqueray
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La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la
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Credits
Writer(s): David Marvin Blake, Randy Muller
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