Mr. Muthaf**in eXquire - Huzzah! lyrics

[Hook] Drunk driving on a Wednesday With three b**hes and an MPV Half a gallon of Georgi Porgi And cranberry that's the POP Peel-Off Pa**ion, a recipe for terror We mix them sh**s together And then we having orgies We live this life forever We never gonna stop You with us lemme hear you scream Huzzah! [First Verse] Straight shots of vodka, straight shots of vodka Slamdance with white hens from Czechoslovakia Bank like a mobster, cutla** impostor Shoot a bati boy in 'im head like a rasta What's my name b**h? (Mr eXquire) Don't forget the muthaf**in, without that it's nothin I bring the ruckus, these n***as s** dick They rap like some f*gs with they ba**sacks tucked in Damn my whole sh** slow God I ain't forget you My n***a I ain't trippin just been goin through some issues Back to the basics Timbs' loosely laced In On my '98 sh**, do it just like Jay did from Brooklyn Live from the 7-1-8 where These n***as bust ya grape quick with no hesitation Mind in the matrix is sorta Oceania like Slumber party calling all the demons that I can't invite Liver Shrivel Quickly When your Sippin On that Poison Your p**y's so good my whole squad should enjoy it Always Twittin bout your grindin, n***a that's annoying Publicist asked me what's my gimmick, I said "Going In" Man you only live once, might as well throw a fit Snuff the sh** outta hipster rappers for the f** of it Live by the mantra: live live, die never so In other words, the real legacy breathes forever [Hook] [Second Verse] Industry n***as think I'm nut-shrunk f** them Smut b**h, got some nice lips come and s** dick Thumbs up big gun buck doing dumb sh** Life going up feeling like my guts eruptin Stumbling, stuck cause my whole life crumbling (It must s** to be him, it must s** to be him) Him = me f** this whole Henny bottle empty f** til my dick is feeling empty MetroCards, don't got no hemi I ain't got a Charger Charge card, D-cla** credit I'm retard Flow like Dirty, raw like Willy Dynamite Trying to ignite a revolution with the sh** I write Me and my n***as gonna take the world over Me and my n***as gonna take the world over No bucks to Oprah, never see me nervous Abuhbuhbuh I f**ed up on purpose [Hook] [Outro] Disclaimer: I didn't make this song to promote the sale of alcohol Hardly, uhh can't think of the word right now Feel like my brain is f**ed up from drinking alcohol But uh, the distribution and sh**, I didn't write this song for that I wrote this song because I like drinking n***a, and I be drunk That's why I wrote this song, hahaha f** you