Lil Wyte - Drinking Song lyrics

Start this night out right so i
Don't fall on my face
I got some red necks wit me ready
To get drunk and shot da gauge
They got 6 shots of tequila and
Half a bottle of bacardi
The bottle came from someones cooler when
We left the bonfire party
They constantly askin fo mo and tryin
To pour me up a shot
Incredible hulk mixed wit vodka and
A skotch on the rocks
Crown royal wit coke a bud
Light my eye balls afloat
So much fuckin liquid in me i got
To hit da pisser fo sho
Keepin up wit hill billys actin
Silly drunker then shit
This might compare to my smokin song
But pimpin this is not it
This is my drinkin song so you
Know wut you got to do
Drink twelve or twenty one or wut eva
You do but don't stop at two
This is my drinkin song
And there ain't no rules wut you waitin on
Pop a bottle pour your self a
Shot or even brew your own
If your goin to drink might as well
Drink until you hit the floor
Afta you hit the floor get yo ass
Up and pour a couple mo

Aight im alright listen to my words I
Have dranken up half the bar
And still yet a swurl I heard
I looked down at red neck he look
Like he was about to hurl
Brother robby actin similiar but was
Spinnin like the world
Now real rednecks can get drunk like
Some shit ive neva seen
Ten shots bud lights fo chasin
And ready for round eleventeen
Demolition derbys at the races
Rodeos and hill streets
When ever legal liqour sold
White folks will meet
But we all want to get fucked
Up and when i say we
Im talkin about every nationality
On this globe
And some do, some don't, some might like it
Some won't i'll tell you wut i love this so
Much im fucked up right now

We jump in slappa's car don't
Worry this fool wasn't driven
The outcome would of been ridiculous
And we wouldn't of survived
Believe it or not i was the most
Sober of the five of us
Liquor in me got to piss again i
Feel like im bout to bust
Good thing we got out the exit
Fo me to handle my buisness
I jumped out to drain my lizard
And god as my witness i see a truck load of
Moonshine hideing behind some trees
Wit the keys in it and nobody around
No one but me this mean we
Can get drunker and crunker
And make us some cheese from mariana arkansas
Through the woods back to tennessee
This event start anotha good
Ol'boy fraiser drinkin day
In the back of a chevelle pick
Up shootin of this daze