IAMe, Goldini Bagwell - Introducing McJameson lyrics

Bartender! Um, yo, man
Bartender! Hey, I was in line, bro
What the fuck? Yea, yea
Let me get a pint glass
Of that Angel's Bathwater on the rocks
Oh, you mean that Good Sir? Hold the rocks
Okay, at least you got good taste no, no
15-year, gold reserve

God is sure good cause off
The Good Sir we spoiled
Back in the day it was
Blue Ribbon and Turkish Royals
The fact remains I'm still
Governed by my habit's
But the drinking problem's upgraded
To something more lavish
Now give that ol' glass a swig
Then dance and jig
From Northeast Thorn City to Los Angeles
Lasses love us, we some handsome mix


Blame the luck of the Irish
For this random mix
But this ain't no remake of House of Pain
This the house of Jameson
In fact they should paying us to
Bring them out to see us
Like Run-DMC did to Adidas
We'll convince the marketing team how
Much they need us to that day I look forward
Cause ain't nothing good poor
That's why I frequent bars that
Hook up a good pour i call it the Good Sir
Gold calls it the Angel's Bath
Call it what you want
For sure Sir Jamey's what I'm having

If your last name starts with the letters MC
Ask your bartender for some Irish Whiskey
We charge it to the game
Just remember whose game it is
And remember this name mcJameson
If your last name starts with the letters MC
Ask your bartender for some Irish Whiskey
We charge it to the game
Just remember whose game it is
And remember this name mcJameson

I prefer my Good Sir straight out the bottle
Mickey, McMan, no McDonalds
In the land of broken homes
In the cut with wrist-slashers
See, to you I'm Gold
But to them I'm Mick Jagger
Rolled and stoned, I don't sip lager
If the rocks don't touch the top
You won't get a tip after
So I have to strategize my gear
Rocking a trench coat filled with
Flasks categorized by year
It's Bagwell and Lame on a split campaign
Bill, Gore cliff, Norm
Sipping the Sir Jon James
(Keep your shit Champaign)
We hitting that live shit that the
Zombies have to kill for
Got one sitting shotgun like it's nothing new
There's no substitute for the substance abuse
And it's true
I take my Jamey fresh squeezed
From the left T to the next angel falling in
My arms, check please

If your last name starts with the letters MC
Ask your bartender for some Irish Whiskey
We charge it to the game
Just remember whose game it is
And remember this name mcJameson
If your last name starts with the letters MC
Ask your bartender for some Irish Whiskey
We charge it to the game
Just remember whose game it is
And remember this name mcJameson

McJameson mcJameson
Formerly known as clockwerk with an E
McJameson mcJameson
Goldini Bagwell and I am my enemy
McJameson mcJameson
(This shit is fucking delicious)
We just tell it how it is y'all mcJameson
McJameson tonight's pub crawl is
Just tomorrow's withdrawal

We gotta do it again still killing it
Routine has never tasted so luxurious
Still at it mid-shelfing it
Fuck top shelf
This value is something serious
We gotta do it again still killing it
Routine has never tasted so luxurious
Still at it mid-shelfing it
Fuck ten dollars a shot for
Something worse than this mcJameson
What you think our fucking
Favorite drink is Sherlock? McJameson
If you ain't following our
Directions then you're lost

If your last name starts with the letters MC
Ask your bartender for some Irish Whiskey
We charge it to the game
Just remember whose game it is
And remember this name mcJameson
If your last name starts with the letters MC
Ask your bartender for some Irish Whiskey
We charge it to the game
Just remember whose game it is
And remember this name mcJameson