Classified, Tash (Tha Alkaholiks) - Cazual Drinking lyrics

What's up Canada, ya, you know
We got Tash up in this bitch
So everybody raise your cups up
I'm about to make a toast and after that
We gettin fucked up yup yup, you know
And you ain't checkin with an ammateur
Customs bust my balls
But, I still made it through Canada
Right off the bat, I'm down the blue Labatt's
Now I'm creeping through the party
They like 'who is that?'
Getting tore up from the floor
Up in the LA Dodgers feathered cap
Drinks is kinda weak, bartender
Gotta send them back put it on my tab
While I snatch and grab a couple glasses
Couple asses, cause my pick is so rowdy
Probably representing my city
Under seized that's LA
California, north of cocaine and weed
But all I really need for me


To see some shit in 3d
Is 3 bottles of rum, and a Classified cd
Another day, another stamp in my passport
So when you want to drink
You know who the fuck to ask for

Let it go, have a drink, take a sip
Everybody sit back, recline
When you work for the week
And you're stressed
And you're feelin like you need to unwind
Pour a drink, raise your glass, make a toast
Tilt your head, put the glass in your mouth
Hold it there til the liquor flows out
And it slides down the back of your throat

Ya, now I don't like how my liquor be tasting
But drink it every week for the intoxication
Straight up, you're wasted, drunk, inebriated
My tolerance is there
But, it's not the greatest
Forget about the work week
And all the troubles son
Chug like you're thirsty
And grab another one
Feelin the effect off of 3 or 4 beer
Cause in Canada
The alcohol percent is more here
Ya, I walk with a swagger in my step
Only cause I'm drunk
Smell the Yagger on my breath
Takin shots burn, like a dagger to the chest
So I switch back to beer
Get the kegger out next
Still gettin twisted, you know the deal
Pissin every 10 minutes since
I broke the seal
This is classic attached, drink til we sloppy
I ain't alcoholic
I just got the same high beat

Let it go, have a drink, take a sip
Everybody sit back, recline
When you work for the week
And you're stressed
And you're feelin like you need to unwind
Pour a drink, raise your glass, make a toast
Tilt your head, put the glass in your mouth
Hold it there til the liquor flows out
And it slides down the back of your throat

Yo Tash, you got the weed?
(You, you, you know it)
It's Class who got the beats
(You, you, you know it)
Crack open the beer (You, you, you know it)
Ya we got it this year
(You, you, you know it)
Alkaholiks (You, you, you know it)
HalfLife (You, you, you know it)
Catastrophe (You, you, you know it)
Class on the track (You, you, you know it)

This is for the casual drinkers who
Don't know when to quit
For the underage kids wanna sip til they sick
For the ones who go to
College to study abroad
Then they waste all day drinkin
Studying broads
How the fuck y'all feeling out there
We got what you want y'all fucked up like me
We only drink to get drunk
So whats up California whats up Nova Scotia
Say cheers! cheers a toast for you here

Let it go, have a drink, take a sip
Everybody sit back, recline
When you work for the week
And you're stressed
And you're feelin like you need to unwind
Pour a drink, raise your glass, make a toast
Tilt your head, put the glass in your mouth
Hold it there til the liquor flows out
And it slides down the back of your throat