The Game - Hard Liquor lyrics

(hard liquor) Dre you must've been of the hennessy when he did this my n***a (hard liquor) (hard liquor) (Is there anymore (hard liquor)) (make sure that it's mixed and twisted with a little bit of lemon juice on ice, on ice, on ice, Yeah) (Verse 1) You know me I turn them 40 bottles upside down Like n***az with dead homies till it's empty like my 4 pound. n***az thinkin I'm drunk Reach 4 my N.W.A chain and get ur a** beat wit da pump. Tell security it's Game plus 50 And he probably gets f**ed up every night like Bobby did Whitney. f** poppin crystal I got a bottle of henny Me and my nine stay together like Hardaway and lil'Penny I ain't here so u can ask about Em or Dre I came to see some b**hes shake their a** like Beyonc. So let me be hov' 4 a minute Get up in your hoe 4 a minute And u could be my hoe 4 a minute. Like I'm Diddy Be J-Lo 4 a minute From the windows to the wall gettin low while I'm in it. All I gotta do is hit em with a Jay-Z line Like u deserve to be my sunshine. (chorus - J Love) See her on the Floor She's s**y Tell her where the af- Ter party is But make sure that you see her friends before, Before, before, mmmmmmmmhhh (Verse 2) I'll spend a hundred dollars take a b**h to the hyatt, Then treat her like Busta like her a** on fire. I'm a gangsta mah, I wanna see you wiggle your bu*t cheeks both hands round your ankles mah. All I wanna see is a** and titties. Shake it like they do in magic city With T.I. in that mothaf**a, I'm like fifty [?PI?] in'this motha f**a. You the them gold D's on that Porsche Truck I show you how gangstas f** My 45 to the back of your weak Both of your arms in handcuffs Take a bottle of Cisco to the head See how you like getting f**ed with a pistol to ya head. Tell ya girls I f**ed your brains out, We can do a manage-a-trois, pull the whips and chains out I tear that frame out I ain't no stunt man I pull that range out "b*tch" (chorus - Jay Love) See her on the Floor She's s**y Tell her where the af- Ter party is But make sure that you see her friends before, Before, before, mmmmmmmmhhh (Verse 3) I got 40's like the liquor store, Pour it on your weave like that b**h in the g-thang video. You look wet, let me help you out your Von Dutch's Know you used to n***as spinning but tonight i'm f**ing, The truck stop, the rims spin, I know they hate me f** em. It's k**a cally n***a haters come a dime a dozen Load em shells then i get drunk pissy, This bottle of Hennessy got me wanting to f** Missy. I'm a gangsta I can turn that b**h out, Play with her p**y then drop extasy in her crystal, 60 seconds later I'm kicking that b**h out. Then ride down the show with the 4-5th out Stop at the store That b**h emptied my Cris out Give me 50 feet or I'll empty this clip out. n***as wanna know what this LA sh** 'bout Just visit when the Bloods and Crips' out (Is there anymore any more (hard liquor) (make sure that it's mixed and twisted with a little bit of lemon juice On ice, on ice, on ice, Yeah)