Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Everybody Drunk, artist - Ludacris. Date of issue: 12.02.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Everybody Drunk |
| Everybody with me drunk as fuck |
| Break it down and roll it up |
| Everybody with me drunk as fuck |
| Break it down and roll it up |
| Ok, Ok, Ok now everybody with me drunk as fuck |
| Break it down and roll it up |
| Everybody got they killaz with 'em |
| Rep yo side and throw it up |
| Po' it up and it’s goin' down |
| Light another blunt and it’s goin' round |
| Puff puff pass you can toast yo glass |
| Later we’ll screw and slow it up |
| If you make it fast, I can make it last |
| And I’m a nigga that’s makin' cash |
| 8 figures in the bank and I pull yo rank |
| What you thank with ya hatin' ass |
| Hehehehehe, you think you fly, I know you not |
| Hehehehehe, you tote yo knife, I tote my glock |
| Big body cadillac, women in the backseat, |
| Speakers steady pumpin' as I pass these losers |
| Yo car too small, why? |
| cause I can’t fit my women in a PT Cruiser |
| Get ya cake up, get ya weight up way up to the top 'til u can’t go further |
| These snitches is after my riches and yes I smell bloody murder |
| When I cock back with a drop dat can’t block dat lock dat fools betta stop dat |
| Otherwise you can pop back |
| But after dumpin a round you’ll be wonderin' where the cops at |
| Where the cops at? |
| cause I’m drunk as fuck |
| Tell’em I’m far from sober |
| Cause if the po po happen to pull me over |
| I’m a just tell’em… |
| Swisha after swisha, I blow dat official |
| This one fo' my niggas and everybody witcha |
| Pop another bottle, I’m a rep chicago |
| With dem 22s on dat black on black gallardo, in da front door |
| Gotta bottle of goose you know I’m finna get loose |
| Get it buck, buck holla wassup |
| To all my niggas in back and all my bitches in front put ya cups up |
| Put ya drank in, put ya smoke in |
| Put ya pop in, get ya roll in |
| Do the OC, got me open |
| Big diamonds, you jokin' |
| And I don’t know what I’m gone do |
| But I’m gone so I’m thinkin' 'bout rollin' up |
| One to the head like a real thoroughbread |
| Know what I’m sayin' let me hit it |
| Roll it, roll it up |
| And I smoke it up |
| Don’t give a damn if I choke it up |
| I broke it up and I toke it up |
| Eyes hella red and my throat lit up |
| I don’t give up and I don’t give in |
| You don’t get high nigga don’t get in |
| But won’t yo friend cause he want my friend |
| And I been on fire since I don’t know when, I don’t know when |
| Now errbody with me pourin' up |
| Errbody with me hold it up |
| Errbody with me know, if I say so, |
| It’s gone be throwin' up |