| Start this night out right so i dont fall on my face
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| I got some red necks wit me ready to get drunk and shot da gauge
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| They got 6 shots of tequila and half a bottle of bacardi
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| The bottle came from someones cooler when we left the bonfire party
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| They constantly askin fo mo and tryin to pour me up a shot
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| Incredible hulk mixed wit vodka and a skotch on the rocks
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| Crown royal wit coke a bud light my eye balls afloat
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| So much fuckin liquid in me i got to hit da pisser fo sho
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| Keepin up wit hill billys actin silly drunker then shit
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| This might compare to my smokin song but pimpin this is not it
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| This is my drinkin song so you know wut you got to do
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| Drink twelve or twenty one or wut eva you do but dont stop at two
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| This is my drinkin song
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| And there ain’t no rules wut you waitin on
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| Pop a bottle pour your self a shot or even brew your own
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| If your goin to drink might as well drink until you hit the floor
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| Afta you hit the floor get yo ass up and pour a couple mo
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| Aight im alright listen to my words I have dranken up half the bar
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| And still yet a swurl I heard
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| I looked down at red neck he look like he was about to hurl
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| Brother robby actin similiar but was spinnin like the world
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| Now real rednecks can get drunk like some shit ive neva seen
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| Ten shots bud lights fo chasin and ready for round eleventeen
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| Demolition derbys at the races rodeos and hill streets
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| When ever legal liqour sold white folks will meet
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| But we all want to get fucked up and when i say we
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| Im talkin about every nationality on this g.l.o.b.e
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| And some do, some dont, some might like it, some won’t
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| I’ll tell you wut i love this so much im fucked up right now
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| We jump in slappa’s car dont worry this fool wasn’t driven
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| The outcome would of been ridiculous and we wouldn’t of survived
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| Believe it or not i was the most sober of the five of us
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| Liquor in me got to piss again i feel like im bout to bust
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| Good thing we got out the exit fo me to handle my buisness
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| I jumped out to drain my lizard and god as my witness
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| I see a truck load of moonshine hideing behind some trees
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| Wit the keys in it and nobody around
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| No one but me this mean we can get drunker and crunker
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| And make us some cheese from mariana arkansas
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| Through the woods back to tennessee
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| This event start anotha good ol’boy fraiser drinkin day
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| In the back of a chevelle pick up shootin of this daze |