Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pervin , by - Ant BanksRelease date: 19.04.1999
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Pervin |
| Let’s go hit the l-i-q, man |
| Hit the what, nigga? |
| The l-i-q, man |
| Let’s do that |
| Hey nephew |
| What you got on my drink? |
| Biatch |
| Nigga, I’m bout to get blitzed up my wits |
| Biiiaiaitch |
| (Pervin) |
| For sho |
| One mo' 'gen, my niggas |
| (I feel like pervin) |
| Ah-ah |
| Derty werkin for certain |
| What you doin? |
| I’m tryin to get high |
| (I feel like pervin) |
| Biatch |
| Do that shit |
| Biatch |
| (Pervin) |
| Short Dog, it’s on you, nigga |
| Now |
| I just left the sto' with a bottle of blue |
| I’m drinkin bombay safire, what’s up with you? |
| You want a Tangueray or that Seagram’s? |
| I’m on that 94 proof, fuck them weak ones |
| I might be a skinny little nigga, but I can drink |
| Designated driver, tell me what you think |
| You on the passenger side or are you drivin? |
| You get to drive, and I’ma keep gettin high then |
| Let your square-ass get me home |
| Smoke a few indo joints to the dome |
| We gettin high like Jimi Hendrix |
| Smokin that Northern California Tremendous |
| Hit y’all upside down left-handed |
| You muthafuckas really don’t understand it |
| My drink was made in England with them herbs and fruits |
| It ain’t no 80-somethin, I told you it was 94 proof |
| Biatch |
| (Pervin) |
| What we doin |
| (I feel like pervin) |
| Muthafuckas in this muthafucka on stomp status |
| Up in this muthafucka pervin |
| (I feel like pervin) |
| Got your boy Captain-Save-A-Hoe up in here |
| Fuck they know |
| They ain’t knowin |
| (Pervin) |
| Hey 40 |
| You know your boy saved you a drink |
| Cause you know I got you |
| So sip up |
| Uugh, I musta woke up early this morning on the wrong side of the bed |
| Cause the last thing that I can remember is a sap bitch givin me head |
| I don’t know how I got to the crib, can’t recall where I parked my stick |
| All I remember tellin that hoe was, «bitch, don’t bite my dick» |
| Well, did she bite yo dick? |
| yeah, kinda sorta |
| How you feelin today? |
| shit, I’m kinda sober |
| What kinda car was you drivin? |
| I think I was in my Nova |
| What the hell was you drinkin? |
| Everclear on my Mossa |
| I can’t hang with you muthafuckas, y’all way past tilt |
| And 40 Water, you got your homie sprung on that Gorilla Milk |
| A gang of that Broccoli to the brain |
| Hurlin all night off them Hurricanes |
| I think I just might make a new drink |
| Gettin to the point where I can’t think |
| Woke up talkin what happened last night? |
| I don’t remember shit |
| But I looked down, seen a bad bitch sleep on a nigga’s dick |
| Feelin the aftermath of the hangover |
| Coulda been that bomb doja |
| I’m splurgin and swervin |
| I still feel like pervin |
| (Pervin) |
| Ah-ha |
| Ah-ha |
| Biatch |
| (I feel like pervin) |
| Niggas in this muthafucka on one |
| On a good one |
| In this muthafucka pervin |
| (I feel like pervin) |
| 40 Fonzarelli a/k/a Charlie Hustle |
| (Pervin) |
| Where that nigga Anthony at? |
| Sippin on Safire mixed with a little bit of whatchamacallit |
| Burpin, slurpin, I’m a cold-ass alcoholic |
| Nigga, perkin, and all that anti-high shit ain’t workin |
| If I don’t get to Alcoholics Anonymous quick |
| I ain’t gon' remember shit |
| M-mh, just flashbacks, I think I need a box of Tums |
| Cos I got a cold case of the runs |
| Shit, too much alcoholic consumption |
| Conjunction, junction, what’s yo function? |
| Well,, when it comes to drinkin I’m a new boy, a boob, a rookie |
| Last night these niggas had me drinkin somethin called Silky-Silky |
| I asked if they can make mine just a little bit weaker |
| That’s when that nigga 40 handed me one these liquors named Moesha |
| It was mixed with Krypton Brothers blended with a swig of ice tea |
| Muthafucka, what it is the hell you’re tryin to do to me? |
| Had my head spinnin, stomach shittin out some rocks |
| I rinsed it down with some Evian water, had me pissin on my socks |
| (Pervin) |
| Hell yeah |
| Muthafucka up in this bitch pervin |
| (I feel like pervin) |
| Shit, is this a borin day |
| Nigga, wanna play some dominos? |
| (I feel like pervin) |
| Shoot some dice |
| Hit the liquor sto' |
| (Pervin) |
| Go get a bottle of that Get-Me-Right |
| And get to, and get to |
| (Pervin) |
| Get to pervin on they hoe ass |
| Make me feel good |
| (I feel like pervin) |
| Hit the hood, slide out |
| Burn some rubber |
| (I feel like pervin) |
| Pick up my hoe-ass, slut-ass bitch |
| And let her suck yo dick |
| In the middle of the daylight |
| In front of all your sidehops |
| That’s pervin, nigga |
| Biatch |
| I feel like pervin |
| When a bitch be servin |
| In her mouth |
| Biatch |
| Pervin |
| I feel like pervin |
| When a hoe be swervin |
| Her lips and she be out |
| Outta line |
| Biatch |
| I love that |
| Nigga on one |
| Twisted, nigga, in this bitch bent |
| Muthafucka hollered that shit |
| They say, that nigga Feezy a fool |
| Nigga, you was that bitch feelin it, hah? |
| I say hell yeah, nigga |
| Now |
| Biatch |
| Where that nigga Anthony at? |
| Too $heezy |
| Captain Save-Em |
| My nigga Forte |
| In this bitch-ass nigga we doin this |
| I thougth you thought I’m a jig, bitch |
| Pervin |
| I feel like pervin |
| Hooo… |