Lyrics Don't Drink That Wine - N.W.A

Don't Drink That Wine

Yo!
Bitch, don’t you know I’ll beat your mother'…
Oh, oh!
you
'Ey, what’s happenin' everybody?
It’s your mayn nigga behind the mothafuckin' trigga, Willy Johnston!
And I’m in front of the liquor store with all the bitches, thieves and dopeheads
And I got my man Edmond Woodrow Jones
Aaand the Johntson Sisters (no relation)
So then put little something together,.
to tell y’all… what’s really goin'
on!
Mia put this shit on!
Oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
(Oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!)
Oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
(Oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!)
Oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…
Du-dum, dum-dum!
Doooon’t drink that wiiiine
Coke would be better, just — it’s easy to fiiiind!
If that won’t do, — smoke a joint o-or twoo-ooo!
Don’t drink that wii-iii-iine!
— Woooaahhh, that wii-ii-iine!
The shit y’all listenin' to was sponsored by «M.A.D.D
Mothafuckas Against Drunk Drivin'!»
: when you talkin motherfuckin hit
Daaaamn, this some good shit, man!
Where you get this shit from?
Daaamn!
Yeah, now we take it back to an earlier…
The…
The previous program!