Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nigger WIth a Seizure, artist - Richard Pryor. Date of issue: 01.10.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Nigger WIth a Seizure |
| Drinkin'—drinkin' ain’t cool, drinkin' ain’t cool |
| None of this shit is cool |
| I remember at home, man, dudes used to drink and shit and then wanna fight |
| Some niggas drink, you know, and have a seizure |
| You know, everybody know one nigga that drink and every weekend get his ass |
| whooped |
| He never wins a fight but he always wanted to fight, you nah’mean |
| Nice guy during the week «Hi, hi, how are you?» |
| Weekend: «Muthafucka!Get out my face!» |
| You go to the bar, man, you see him in the bar |
| Cats be in the bar, be fucked up, but he starts |
| Yo, man, leave me alone, nigga! |
| Shit, you ain’t have to fuck with me, baby! |
| Keeps me some money! |
| I buy my own shit, man! |
| Say, man, bartender, nigga, give me my whiskey! |
| What?! |
| I’m drunk?! |
| Nigga… fuck you mean I’m drunk, muthafucka?! |
| You crazy?! |
| Shit, you didn’t say that an hour ago… |
| When you were sellin' me that shit! |
| Baby, I’m buying everybody in here… somethin' |
| Give me a beer—for everybody, one muthafuckin' beer, haha, woo! |
| Sing that song, you bitch! |
| That muthafucka sing her ass off, baby! |
| Woo, shit! |
| What you looking at, bitch?! |
| Ugly muthafucka! |
| Ain’t nobody fuckin' wit' you! |
| I didn’t say nothin' to you! |
| No, I don’t know what time it is! |
| It’s time for you to stop fuckin' wit' me! |
| Shit, you dig that, Frankie? |
| What, what is it, nigga? |
| I don’t care if that’s yo' ma…*smack* |
| No, don’t hold me, muthafucka! |
| Nah, nigga, you don’t hit me, baby! |
| Nah, muthafucka, you in trouble now, baby! |
| Believe that shit! |
| *smack* |
| Don’t nobody kick me in the ass! |
| *vomit* |
| Oh God, please… *vomit* |
| Oh Lord, don’t let me be sick *vomit* |
| Frankie, get me home, baby, please |
| Ah man, don’t drive so fast |
| Oh please, don’t stop…*vomit* |
| Put down the window, oh please |
| Put it up, it’s too cold |
| Oh Lord, please, Lord, I’ll quit, I quit… |
| Everything’s going jibbity jibbity jibbity jibbity |
| Please God…*vomit* |
| Frankie, thank you, partner |
| Muthafucka kicked me in the ass, baby! |
| I'll kill that muthafucka! |
| Ah, make up your mind, God, please… |
| I ain’t got nothin' left to throw up but my nuts… ah, ah-ah-ah…oh shit |
| Open that muthafuckin' door, baby |
| Ay, ay mama, good morning to you |
| What’s wrong with you, bitch?! |
| What you screamin' on me for?! |
| I’ve been out in the street tryna protect your honor |
| Shit, I damn near had to kill a nigga 'bout you |
| If they don’t pull me off of his ass |
| I know my breath stink, bitch! |
| Ain’t nothin' but some vomit |
| Let me wipe my mouth off then, mama |
| You’s a fine muthafucka, baby! |
| Come here, come here, bitch, move your hand |
| Let me play with a titty, hahaha |
| Move your muthafuckin' hand, ooh, ha |
| I’m gon' fuck you tonight, baby, believe that shit! |
| *snoring* |